The Unknown God of War

Right at that moment, the Yun manor’s doors opened after being shut for so long. The person who walked out was a fashionably
dressed, but arrogant-looking woman wearing a Chanel jacket and heels. She was about thirty years old or so, but her figure and
appearance made her look no older than an eighteen- or nineteen-year-old teenager. However, her slender eyes were filled with
a harsh, demanding aura that intimidated all who saw her. She was even flanked by seven or eight bodyguards dressed in black
and holding umbrellas, shielding her from even a single drop of rain in the heaviest storm.
Yun Muqing and Mrs. Zhao’s expressions darkened the moment they saw this woman—Yun Xiaoyue, eldest daughter of the Yun
family’s eldest son, firstborn female heir of the family and sworn rival of Yun Muqing.
“What a touching display of the bond between mistress and servant.” Yun Xiaoyue’s lips curled in a sneer while her sharp gaze
swept across Mrs. Zhao. Her voice dropped several degrees colder than the wind itself as she said, “Mrs. Zhao, you dare
disobey the Yun family orders and privately meet this cheap woman alone? You dare challenge the rules of our family? Are you
courting death?” The few bodyguards behind her also stood up straighter, ready to act the moment something unfavorable
happened.
Mrs. Zhao’s expression fell and she became a nervous, begging wreck. “Miss, I-I couldn’t bear to see her standing in the rain.
Even if the Master wouldn’t see her, she’s still a Yun after all. I couldn’t watch her get a cold in this rain, could I?”
Yun Xiaoyue raised an eyebrow and yelled with disapproval, “How nosy of you. Would I, the master, need you, the servant, to tell
me what to do? Slap her.” A bodyguard immediately rushed forward, giving Mrs. Zhao two resounding smacks on her face. The
old woman couldn’t possibly take this punishment, so she fell into the mud with a cry and got stained all over; it was a humiliating
sight.
Yun Muqing was shocked and quickly rushed to help her up, “Are you alright, Mrs. Zhao?”
Yun Xiaoyue felt immensely satisfied by the scene before her and played with her newly manicured nails while she said, in an
arrogant and dismissive tone, “A servant should have the awareness of one. Who are you to play guessing games with your
master’s thoughts? Insolent thing.”
Yun Muqing was instantly enraged, glaring at Yun Xiaoyue with her almond eyes. “Sis, Mrs. Zhao watched us grow up and she’s
technically our elder. How could you do this to her? Have you no conscience?”

Yun Xiaoyue raised an eyebrow again. “What, you’re interfering in my efforts to educate a servant of the Yun family now? What
rights does a disowned sl*t have to stick her nose into the family’s business?”
Yun Muqing bit her lip, feeling pitiful and disappointed. When she helped Mrs. Zhao up, she said coldly, “You can bully me all you
want, but I will not tolerate you bullying Mrs. Zhao when she’s served Grandpa for twenty years. When I see Grandpa, I’m going
to tell him about this and see how you deal with it.”
In the face of Yun Muqing’s threat, not only did Yun Xiaoyue not show any fear, she started chuckling shamelessly as she
retorted, “Oh, Yun Muqing. Did you really think you’d get to see Grandpa? I’ll be honest, he doesn’t even know you’re here. Even
if you stood here till the crack of dawn or even your death, he’d have no idea. That’s right, I kept it from him.”
Yun Xiaoyue savored the expression on Yun Muqing’s face, which looked like she’d been thunderstruck, then continued, “In fact,
Grandpa was also unaware that you foolishly knelt in front of the manor after being disowned five years ago. Because I kept that
from him too. Now you know why no one even looked at you, even though there’s at least a hundred of us here, because they
never found out about it!” On this stormy night, Yun Xiaoyue’s maniacal laugh made her seem like a demon of the night.
Yun Muqing bit her lip, her whole body was shaking as she stared at the woman with disbelief. “Yun Xiaoyue, I’ve never done
anything to offend you, and I’ve never done anything wrong. But why have you been going against me over and over since we
were children? Why? why?!”