CHAPTER 467: CHAPTER 413 TEACHING LESSON TO YOUNG LADY 2_3

If Tan’er weren’t wearing a maid’s uniform, Gongsun Ziyu might have genuinely mistaken her for a young lady from some prominent household.

Gongsun Ziyu sized her up, "Which courtyard are you from? I don’t recall seeing you before."

Such an attractive maid—if Gongsun Ziyu had seen her before, she wouldn’t have forgotten.

Tan’er replied, "From Tingtai Pavilion."

Disdain flickered in Gongsun Ziyu’s eyes. "Tingtai Pavilion? Are you the maid Gongsun Wuyou brought back?"

Tan’er responded, "That’s right."

The maid standing beside Gongsun Ziyu chided, "Such insolence! Why aren’t you coming over to pay respects to the Second Miss?"

Tan’er folded her arms and looked down at Gongsun Ziyu from above, "I’m not her maid!"

The maid shouted angrily, "How dare you!"

Gongsun Ziyu sneered, "My younger brother’s been gone for months. I thought he might’ve matured a bit, but even the servants he brings back are vulgar. Where did this countryside wildling come from? Throw her out!"

The maid whispered hesitantly, "Second Miss, it was Madame who allowed her to stay."

Gongsun Ziyu asked arrogantly, "My mother agreed?"

The maid replied awkwardly, "Madame has always been fond of the Young Master. Anyone he brings back, Madame wouldn’t refuse."

Tan’er stuck her tongue out at Gongsun Ziyu. "Bleh!"

A trace of malice flashed in Gongsun Ziyu’s eyes.

Already affronted outside earlier in the day, now back at Thousand Mechanism Pavilion, she had to tolerate insolence from a maid?

No way.

Gongsun Ziyu commanded, "I said throw her out! I’ll handle my mother myself!"

As the family’s Second Miss, Gongsun Ziyu had always clashed with the twins, and this wasn’t the first time she tried to get rid of their servants.

Especially Shang Changle. Any servant she was accustomed to using was either taken from her or driven away.

The maid marched up to the pavilion and barked at Tan’er without ceremony, "Didn’t you hear? The Second Miss told you to get out of Thousand Mechanism Pavilion!"

Tan’er, arms still folded, gazed up at the sky, ignoring her.

The maid said coldly, "Do you not understand human words?"

"Human words, I understand. Donkey braying, not so much!"

"You insolent wild girl! Let’s see how I’ll deal with you!"

As Gongsun Ziyu’s personal maid, she had some training in martial arts.

She didn’t take the scrawny Tan’er seriously at all, swinging a slap towards her face.

But how could Tan’er possibly let herself be hit?

Still with her arms crossed, she lifted her long leg high and stomped down on the maid’s shoulder, forcing her to kneel on the ground.

"Second Miss—"

The maid cried out in pain.

Gongsun Ziyu turned to a few disciples behind her and said, "What are you standing around for? Throw her out for me!"

The disciples exchanged glances.

They had only encountered the Second Miss on their way and just happened to walk with her.

They didn’t want to get caught up in personal grievances between the Second Miss and the Young Master.

Gongsun Ziyu said harshly, "If you don’t listen to me, I’ll have you all thrown out of Thousand Mechanism Pavilion along with her!"

The Young Master was kindhearted—if they offended him, at least they could ask for forgiveness.

The Second Miss... if they crossed her, there’d be no second chances.

The group exchanged looks and seemingly made a decision, charging towards the pavilion in unison.

But to everyone’s utter astonishment, not one of the esteemed disciples of Thousand Mechanism Pavilion managed to even touch the wild maid’s sleeve.

"Bunch of useless trash!"

Gongsun Ziyu drew the whip from her waist, leapt onto the pavilion using Qinggong, and lashed out at Tan’er fiercely.

Unaware the tip of the whip was poisoned, Tan’er was just about to grab it with her bare hand.

Suddenly, a sharp eagle cry pierced the air.

The Hunting Eagle swooped down, its talons aiming straight for Gongsun Ziyu’s face.

Gongsun Ziyu hurriedly swung her whip back, striking at the Hunting Eagle.

The Hunting Eagle dodged nimbly.

Crack!

The whip snapped off the branches at the edge of the pavilion.

Staring at the rapidly withering ends of the broken branches, Tan’er widened her eyes and remarked, "There’s something off about that whip."

The Hunting Eagle teased again.

Gongsun Ziyu lashed out with the whip once more.

This time, it seemed impossible for the Hunting Eagle to evade. Every feather stood on end in alarm!

Swish!

Tan’er firmly grabbed the whip’s tail.

No matter how hard Gongsun Ziyu pulled, she couldn’t yank it back.

How could this maid... have such tremendous strength?

As Gongsun Ziyu stared at Tan’er’s hand, she was about to gloat, thinking that grabbing the poisonous whip meant certain death for the girl.

To her shock, she noticed the strange pair of gloves Tan’er had somehow donned.

Tan’er swayed her head smugly, "The treasure from my grandmother—works like a charm!"