Chapter 413: Little Furball’s Dominance

Tu Xiupei grinned at Feng Tianlan. There were all sorts of people in the back rooms, and they were mixed and disorderly. Those who stayed there were substandard. Making Chuling stay there ensured that she’d be given a hard time. Tu Xiupei believed that within three days, Chuling would be unrecognizable.

“First of all, Chuling was accepted as a disciple at the Blue Flame Academy. Besides, Chuling isn’t registered as a slave. Therefore, she cannot be called a maid,” Feng Tianlan reproved.

At the mention of the slavery registration, a memory popped up in Chuling’s mind. She drifted back to when she was small, to that time when she’d been sold as a slave. It was Madam who’d bought her, and Miss who’d removed her slavery registration. Her freedom was thanks to Miss. Therefore, she should feel grateful.

“Chuling has been serving Eldest Sister for over a decade now, as is known throughout South Peace City.” Tu Xiupei didn’t want to let go of Chuling. The messy back room was the best place to make the maid suffer.

“So what?” Feng Tianlan slowly raised her voice. “Can’t you search for her slave registration at the Magistrates’ Office?”

Tu Xiupei choked.

Hu Kemeng looked as if she’d suddenly remembered something. When she spoke, she sounded upset. “Senior Sister, I suddenly remembered something. The Xianyue Building currently has no rooms available. These newcomers can all sleep together in the back room. Otherwise, we can clean up a corner of the corridor, and they can stay there temporarily. We will then make a final decision after making sure which academy they’ve come from.”

A woman knows another woman best. Hu Kemeng knew that Tu Xiupei did not get along with these three newcomers and wanted to make them suffer. She definitely had to play along.

“This…” Tu Xiupei was now in a difficult situation. She pretended to be good, saying, “This will not do. It doesn’t matter if there aren’t any rooms available—Tianlan is my big sister. She can stay with me for a few days. My place can only fit one more person, though. So why doesn’t Luo Yunzhu stay with you? Chuling can suffer a bit, for now, and stay in the backroom or the corridor.”

Wasn’t Feng Tianlan very arrogant?

She wanted to tear down her arrogance bit by bit!

“Miss, I will stay in the back room.” Chuling didn’t want Feng Tianlan to be in an awkward position, so she decided to compromise.

Feng Tianlan glanced at Chuling, signaling to her to stay silent. She raised her eyebrows and peered at Hu Kemeng, asking, “You said there aren’t any rooms available?”

“Yes, none. There are no spare rooms left.” Hu Kemeng’s face didn’t turn red. She was the one who called the shots. Besides, it wasn’t like Feng Tianlan could go and check all the rooms one by one.

Of course, if Feng Tianlan wanted to do that, she would be happy to oblige. There were undoubtedly some people around who were not meant to be trifled with.

“Are you sure?” Feng Tianlan frowned as she looked at Hu Kemeng doubtfully.

Hu Kemeng was deterred by Feng Tianlan’s imposing manner, so she raised her voice and answered, “I am sure.”

“Don’t argue, Eldest Sister. Just stay at my place.” Tu Xiupei was anxious at Feng Tianlan’s side, pretending to be a good sister.

Feng Tianlan glanced at Tu Xiupei mockingly, then called out softly, “Little Furball.”

“Meow!”

Following the cat’s meow, a little white fluffball suddenly jumped out and landed on Feng Tianlan’s shoulder. It was holding an orchid in its mouth as it rubbed her face affectionately.

“Spiritual Gra.s.s.” Seeing the orchid in Little Furball’s mouth, Tu Xiupei’s expression changed. She looked at Feng Tianlan and questioned her in a grave tone, “That Spiritual Gra.s.s is basically your referral letter for joining the Flying Frost Pavilion, and you’re letting an animal play with it?”

Spiritual Gra.s.s was discovered once every century. It was extremely precious. However, right now, it was an animal’s toy!

This was a misuse of treasure!

“Meow!”

Little Furball meowed as it lifted its soft, pink paws, took out its sharp claws, and pounced on Tu Xiupei.

“Ah!”

A white outline flashed by. Tu Xiupei instinctively covered her face with her hands. The sound of the flesh tearing was heard coming from Tu Xiuoei’s arms, followed by burning pain.