Chapter 37

The quiet hum of Feng Jiao Xue's small realm was broken only by the gentle rustling of leaves and the cascading sound of the waterfall. She sat cross-legged on a smooth stone, her mind drifting as she meditated, solidifying the progress of her recent breakthrough. Yet, a nagging thought refused to let her rest, the brazen behavior of the servants.

The wind carried an ominous stillness as Feng Jiao Xue gazed out over the quiet space, her sharp eyes narrowing in thought.

The brazen behavior of the servants lingered in her mind, scratching at her curiosity like a persistent itch. How could they have been so bold as to openly insult her?

She might no longer hold the favor of her clan, but her lineage was undeniable. The granddaughter of the former patriarch, Feng Ao, and a direct descendant of the main branch, such audacity made no sense.

"Why would they dare?" she muttered to herself, her sharp eyes glinting in the dim light.