CHAPTER 82: 82: GLOOMY LITTLE EYES (PART 1)_1

Lately, there’s been a multitude of family matters at home, and Dong Huiying has been busy stabilizing Liang Shujun’s emotional wounds, unable to spare a moment. She had originally planned to settle scores with Zhu Xingfang after Liang Shujun’s condition stabilized, but who would have thought that the latter was so impatient...

So audacious, to brazenly appear in front of her like that. Could Zhu Xingfang have forgotten the ’good deeds’ she had once done?

Those sinister eyes swept over Zhu Xingfang.

Dong Huiying’s mind concocted over a hundred kinds of tortures, pondering how to inflict each and every one on Zhu Xingfang, yet the person in question, Zhu Xingfang herself, was completely oblivious. Instead, she sternly demanded, "Dong Dabao, what trick did you pull off? Did you bribe the dealer?"

Zhou Dachun also instantly turned her gaze towards the dealer. As soon as the dealer noticed Zhou Dachun’s unfriendly expression, she hurriedly started to stammer her defense: "No, no, no, Sister Dachun, I didn’t, I really didn’t!"

Then, she looked back at Zhu Xingfang with deep loathing.

"Lady Zhu, we have had neither old grievances nor recent quarrels. On what grounds do you make these groundless slanders against me? We have been loyal to Master Hong for many years, but today, you tarnish my reputation in front of these people. What are you really thinking?"

"Ha, since when does a thief ever admit to being a thief? Besides, whether you were bribed or not, who knows it besides you and Dong Dabao?"

"Alright then,"

Dong Huiying casually glanced at Zhu Xingfang, "My pockets are as clean as my face, and there’s no next meal after the current one at home. As for the Small Ginseng I bet today? One look at the root, and you can tell it’s freshly dug up. Moreover, it was just harvested by me today... So, considering my situation, even if I wanted to bribe, I couldn’t, right? Without silver, who could do things on my behalf? Everyone, please judge for yourselves, am I right?"

She was eloquent and persuasive, leaving Zhu Xingfang speechless.

Dong Huiying, with a sinister glint in her eyes, glanced at Zhu Xingfang and was about to speak again when suddenly...

A blue-clad young woman approached.

"Miss Dong is indeed reasonable."

The woman was barely in her twenties, and her appearance instantly elicited gasps of surprise from the crowd.

"Master Hong!?"

Zhou Dachun looked at the woman, previously anxious, but now seemingly finding solace, her unease quickly subsiding.

Dong Huiying narrowed her eyes at the woman.

Hong Xiangjun’s face remained impassive, but her mind was filled with curiosity.

"It’s been a while, yet the lady has grown more capable."

Dong Huiying responded with a grin and a bow, "Master Hong flatters me too much, it’s just a little itch in my hand. Everyone in these ten villages knows about Dong Huiying’s love for gambling. I haven’t come here for several days and my hands were really itching."

Hong Xiangjun looked towards Dong Huiying, her gaze lingering behind her for a brief second before sweeping directly past.

"Regardless of the means, it is true that the lady has won a hundred and four taels. However, I too have grown intrigued and wish to have a round with the lady. Would Miss Dong grace me with this favor?"

Dong Huiying lazily lifted her eyelids, "It’s not that I can’t, but should I first get my winnings of one hundred taels in cash? Otherwise, if Master Hong decides to default, I really would have nowhere to cry for justice."

"No rush, no rush. Let’s play a round first, and we can settle it all together afterwards. How does that sound?"