Berserk God of War

19: Chapter 019: The Past of Su Yuexi 19: Chapter 019: The Past of Su Yuexi If there were members of the Great Shang Dynasty Army nearby, they would understand just how terrifying Sikong Jing’s Killing Aura was!

The house servants felt so oppressed at that moment that they could barely breathe.

Not until Sikong Jing withdrew his Killing Aura, did one by one they finally take a deep breath, when suddenly a house servant asked, “Repay tenfold?

Are you serious?”

“I always mean what I say,” Sikong Jing replied coldly.

Aunt Li, covering her face, asked bitterly, “What if you can’t deliver?”

“My life is yours.

Isn’t it my life that Su Zhengtao has instigated you to come here to create trouble and rob?” Sikong Jing said resolutely.

It was impossible for the servants to rebel and demand money without Su Zhengtao pulling strings behind the scenes after Old Master Su cut off financial support.

“Very well, those are your words,” Aunt Li said with a cold laugh.

“Let’s go…”

“Stop!”

Seeing the house servants about to turn and leave, Sikong Jing called out sternly again, “Leave the items.”

The male servant was holding Mei Xiaofang’s silk fabric, and upon hearing this command, he could only angrily toss it back to Sikong Jing.

In the blink of an eye, all the servants had left.

Sikong Jing, holding the silk fabric, handed it over to Mei Xiaofang, saying, “Mother-in-law…”

Before he could finish, a palm wind struck from the direction of Mei Xiaofang.

Sikong Jing reacted quickly, firmly grasping her hand and asking, “Mother-in-law, what are you doing?”

“And you dare ask me what I’m doing?”

“If you hadn’t crippled Su Yang, would Su Xuefeng, that old man, have cut off our allowance?”

“And what did you say just now?

Repay tenfold?

Where are we supposed to find ten times the wages, when we don’t even have a single copper coin left?

Everything was used up last night for your wedding ceremony, do you understand?”

Mei Xiaofang’s eyes were red as she fixated on Sikong Jing, screaming non-stop.

“Since I married into the Su Family, I’ve never had it this bad, even when Yue Xi’s dad was seriously injured over the past ten years, we were still just scraping by, but since your arrival, could my life be any worse?”

“If Su Yuexi is considered a jinx, you are ten times worse.”

The betrayal of the servants led to Mei Xiaofang’s decade of suppressed emotions completely collapsing.

Sikong Jing stood there dumbfounded, gently letting go of Mei Xiaofang’s hand, earnestly saying, “Mother-in-law, you don’t need to worry about the money.

Within three days, I promise you will no longer be struggling, and we won’t need a single copper coin from the Su Family.”

Sikong Jing himself had also experienced hard times as a child and understood the pain of empty pockets.

But for him, making money was really not difficult; it would just take three days to enhance his realm a bit.

Mei Xiaofang gazed coldly at him, finally scoffing, “Fine, if you can’t produce it in three days, then kill yourself.”

“That way, our family will finally have some peace.”

With that, Mei Xiaofang turned and walked towards the room, absentmindedly, too exhausted to even question further.

At that moment, Su Yuexi, who couldn’t get a word in, called out, “Mother…”

Pausing in her step, Mei Xiaofang cut her off, saying, “Your father has fallen into a coma again, and you must not let him know about this.

I forbid you two from upsetting him again…

he can’t take your torment!”

Mei Xiaofang’s figure grew distant and desolate, shoulders shaking ceaselessly, until she disappeared into the yard.

Looking at her mother’s retreating figure, Su Yuexi bowed her head in grievance, her expression one of pain.

Sikong Jing remained silent, then suddenly asked, “Yue Xi, is it because of your appearance that your mother always takes her anger out on you?”

He could understand everything else, even her distrust of him.

But to incessantly call Yue Xi a jinx didn’t sit well with Sikong Jing.

Could Yue Xi really be blamed for her father’s severe injuries?

“No, the severe injury my father suffered ten years ago was directly related to me.”

As Su Yuexi spoke, Sikong Jing’s spirit trembled slightly, and he listened intently.

“Back then, I was eight years old when a noble young master took a fancy to me and wanted to take me as a female servant.”

“He forcibly brought me back to the Su Family and demanded my father to agree.

Of course, my father couldn’t possibly agree, but that young master was too domineering.

He revealed his identity, leaving my father with no choice but to acquiesce or else the Su Family would be destroyed.”

“The young master gave me and the Su Family one day to say our farewells.”

“But upon waking up the next day, I had suddenly transformed into what I look like now.”

Sikong Jing’s eyes widened as he realized the noble young master would certainly not want Su Yuexi anymore after she became ugly, and would surely think that her parents had a hand in it; his anger could only be imagined.

“What happened next?” Sikong Jing asked anxiously.

“When the noble young master was in a frenzied rage, my sister stepped forward and said she was willing to replace me and become the young master’s female servant.”

Sikong Jing’s spirit was shaken once more as he realized that Su Yuexi was the second young lady of the Su Family, and she had an older sister.

“My sister, Su Yue Immortal, was taken away, but the young master thought she was far inferior to me, so my father still had to be punished.

After that battle…

my father was…

heavily injured,” Su Yuexi explained, biting her lip.

Sikong Jing’s expression became distant as he suddenly realized that the Crimson Spider Poison must have been administered by Su Yuexi’s sister.

It was done so that Su Yuexi would not be taken away by the noble young master.

At that time, Su Yue Immortal was also young and did not consider the impact her disfigurement would have on her sister.

“My becoming ugly led to my sister being taken away, and for ten years there has been no news of her.

Every time my mother thinks of her, she secretly wipes away her tears.”

“It is also because of me that my father was gravely injured.”

“I do not know why I became ugly.

Everyone suspected that my parents did it deliberately, but it wasn’t them…

Many doctors have said that my condition is congenital.”

“I wish I had been the one taken away so that my sister would not have left and my parents would not have to suffer,” she said.

As she spoke, Su Yuexi’s tears fell heavily, her pain immense.

And Sikong Jing finally understood why Mei Xiaofang’s attitude towards Su Yuexi was so hostile.

“Who was that young master?” The killing aura in Sikong Jing’s eyes flashed.

The cause of all this was not Su Yuexi.

But rather that overbearing noble young master, who also had injured her father-in-law and taken away Su Yuexi’s sister.

One could imagine just how confused and helpless the eight-year-old Su Yuexi must have felt.

One could imagine the relentless blame she had endured over the past ten years, all due to that noble young master.

Shaking his head, Su Yuexi replied, “Perhaps my father knows, but he has never spoken of it.”

Sikong Jing understood; the noble young master’s identity must be frightening indeed, and it would be of no use for Su Yuexi to know.

Thinking this, he could only try to comfort Su Yuexi for now, “Everything will get better.

I will definitely obtain the money within three days.”

Raising her eyelids slightly, Su Yuexi responded softly, not sure if she believed or doubted his words.

In the following two days, the Su Residence appeared very calm.

Su Zhenglong awoke once during that time, inquiring if Old Master Su and Su Zhengtao had made any retaliatory moves, and then went back to sleep peacefully, as both Mei Xiaofang and Su Yuexi had assured him that nothing had happened.

During these two days, Sikong Jing mostly stayed in his room to cultivate, only opening his door at noon on the third day.

He left the Su Residence alone.

Wandering leisurely through the streets of Yunye City, he soon stopped in front of a building known as Heavenly Martial Pavilion, which sold Martial Arts Techniques and also purchased them.

Sikong Jing’s means of making money was naturally to sell Martial Skills here.