After traveling through time, I stole all over the three realms

In a remote courtyard of the Shen family, a young girl was wearing a blue satin jacket with gold flowers. She looked pretty and delicate, but the hostility between her eyebrows destroyed her beauty.

She was surrounded by people dressed as servants, all looking at her in a flattering manner, and with ill intentions surrounding the girl lying on the ground, whose life or death was unknown.

"Miss Third, how can you personally teach this loser a lesson?" a maid with narrow eyes said mischievously.

"Yes, yes, letting you do it yourself is giving too much face to this little loser. I'm afraid that little loser will be scared to death before you even move your hand!" The man laughed a few times to show his contempt.

The girl seemed to enjoy the flattery. She crossed her arms over her chest and sneered disdainfully: "I just can't stand her look. She doesn't even take a piss and look at herself. Don't you know what day it is today? She has the nerve to run around everywhere and bring shame to my Shen family!"

Blood dripped slowly along the whip in the girl's hand, leaving a pool of dark red blood on the old road surface.

The girl who was called "waste" by everyone looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old. She was wearing gray clothes that made it difficult to tell what kind of clothes she was wearing. She was lying on the ground motionless.

The hair on his forehead was wet and stuck to his face, covering most of his face. The whip marks on his body were shocking, and scars from previous years could be vaguely seen next to the wounds.

A maid laughed and said, "That's right, you don't even take a piss to see what you look like, and you dare to compete with the Third Miss for the Second Prince."

The girl glared at the maid, and the moment she finished her words, she slapped the maid hard with a slap filled with spiritual power.

"Ah!" The maid screamed and fell to the ground, covering her bleeding face with a look of shock and confusion.

The girl slowly took out a handkerchief and wiped her hands: "A person like that is worthy of being compared with me? If you do it again, it won't be as simple as a slap in the face."

The maid responded, stood up tremblingly, and shrank behind the crowd, not daring to say another word.

"Miss Third, she can't be dead, right?" a servant asked uncertainly.

The girl on the ground hadn't moved for a long time, and even the intermittent moans from before were gone. Although this person was the shame of the Shen family, she was still a young lady after all.

If she really died, Shen Xianyue would naturally not be punished, but they, the servants, might be pushed out as scapegoats...

The servant trembled and regretted his decision. If he had known earlier, he would have advised the Third Miss to let them do it. At least Shen Simian would not have died in just a few whips.

"What if he's dead?" Shen Xianyue raised her chin and said arrogantly, "For a piece of trash like this, it's a waste of resources if he's alive. It's better for him to die. I can also clear an obstacle for our Shen family."

"That's right, Miss Third." The servant nodded and bowed, wishing he could bury his head in the ground. "But... although this piece of trash is useless, it is her only value to occasionally entertain Miss Third. If she died so soon, Miss Third would have less fun... In that case, it would be better to let her live with this value, which can be regarded as a contribution to the Shen family."

Shen Xianyue smiled coquettishly and said, "What you said makes sense. Someone, go and see if she is dead."

The servant hunched over and walked to the girl's side. He stretched out his hand tremblingly. He didn't feel any breath, so he felt a little flustered. He said in a trembling voice: "The third young lady... seems... seems to be really dead..."

"Dead?" Shen Xianyue frowned. Although that was what she said, it was another matter if Shen Simian was really dead. There might be some superficial punishment, such as house arrest. How could she go out to play?

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. They had clearly been beaten worse than this before, so how come this little loser actually died this time?

Someone has died. What should I do if the head of the family is held accountable?

"Shut up!" the girl shouted, and casually commanded, "You two, take her to the mass grave and throw her away! No one is allowed to say no to what happened today, otherwise, watch out for your heads!"

That's right! Everyone suddenly realized that no one in the Shen family would remember this little guy. Even if he disappeared inexplicably, who would care?

And for a useless person without any spiritual power, it would be no problem for her to slip away and be killed on her own.

The two designated people hurried forward to find a mat to wrap her up.

But just as the two approached, the girl on the ground suddenly moved!

The two of them suddenly met a pair of clear and sharp eyes, and then saw Shen Simian turned over quickly and kicked at the two of them!

What a fast speed! Even though they were both second-level warriors, they didn't react in time and were hit hard by the kick. They didn't expect that this seemingly light action seemed to contain a thousand pounds of force. They were thrown to the ground unexpectedly and howled in pain.

Everyone was stunned by this scene. The well-known good-for-nothing Fifth Miss of the Shen family actually resurrected and kicked over two second-level warriors?

"You two losers wanted to sneak attack me?" Shen Mian tilted her head, very confused. What year is it now, and there are still people using this kind of stuff to test her?

The wounds on his body were torn by the previous action and were aching slightly. Shen Mian pursed his lips, tried to stand up straight, panting slightly, and looked at Shen Xianyue: "You were the one who hit me?"

The hoarse voice carried obvious displeasure.

She looked around and saw that everyone was wearing strange clothes. She couldn't help but frowned. "What the hell are you wearing? Can you fight with these clothes? How dare you come to trouble me? Who sent you? You are too unskilled. The threshold for this profession is getting lower and lower now. All kinds of people are getting in."

Everyone was even more surprised. Everyone knew that Shen Simian was not only a waste who was unable to practice martial arts, but also mentally unstable and could not utter a few words on weekdays. But now she looked no different from a normal person.

"Waste! What are you still standing there for? Catch her for me!" Shen Xianyue was so angry at her words that she yelled.

Everyone then woke up as if from a dream and stepped forward.

However, after Shen Xianyue finished speaking, she was already so angry that she swung the whip forward. The whip had densely packed barbs on it. She used all her spiritual power and hit Shen Mian directly in the face.

However, all her movements seemed to be slowed down in Shen Mian's eyes. Shen Mian saw the whip glowing red, which gave her a sense of danger, so she dodged it quickly.

Shen Xianyue missed the first attack and became even more angry. She swung the whip with all her might, as if she was determined to fight to the death. The people around her had already scattered for fear of being injured by mistake.

Shen Mian dodged repeatedly. The whip seemed swift, but it didn't even touch the corner of her clothes. However, these dodgments had already exhausted her strength. She gasped for breath and stared at Shen Xianyue.

She secretly memorized this face in her heart. For some reason, the situation was not in her favor today. If she didn't die today, she would make sure this man was returned to her exactly as he was!

Seeing that Shen Mian dodged her attacks repeatedly, Shen Xianyue became even more furious. She raised her whip high, poured all her spiritual power into it, and shouted angrily: "Waste! Let's see where you can escape!"