In this situation, their only choice was to take a “crash course.”
“No problem! Xiao Wu, I’ll be right back!”
Chaoge rushed out the door in a hurry.
And she ran all the way back home.
The Duan family was a middle-class family. Thanks to the contributions of previous generations, Duan Hongyi, Duan Chaoge’s father, was able to get a position as a fourth-ranked official.
Chaoge was the daughter of a concubine and her mother had long passed away. In this family, she had always been an easy target mocked by everyone.
She had done alright as Feng Wu’s friend back when Feng Wu was still the little genius. But then —
Feng Wu lost her ability, and because of the poison, Chaoge gained weight and her cultivation level dropped, which led to status declining sharply in the family. Her big brothers and sisters would pick on her all the time.
Especially her two elder sisters Duan Chaoyin and Duan Chaoyue, who enjoyed nothing more than laughing at Chaoge.
Duan Chaoge went back to her room and packed up a few things. She then left a note before heading out.
After all, it made no difference to other people in this family whether she was around or not. No one would notice her even if she didn’t show up for a week.
As for the servants who worked in her courtyard… Well, there was only one maid, who was really an informant of her father’s wife. There was no need to tell that maid anything.
However, it just so happened that Duan Chaoyin and Duan Chaoyin were walking past the gate when Chaoge stepped out.
Duan Chaoyin was the eldest daughter of the family, Duan Chaoyue the second, and Duan Chaoge the third. However, only Chaoge was the daughter of a concubine, whereas the other two were daughters of Duan Hongyi’s wife.
Duan Chaoyue had sharper eyes and she spotted Chaoge right away.
“Chaoge, where are you going?”
Duan Chaoyin turned around and saw Chaoge with her traveling bag. She frowned and blocked Chaoge’s way.
“Out of my way!” Chaoge frowned.
Duan Chaoyin was displeased. “Are you running away from home now?”
“Why do you even care?”
Duan Chaoyin snorted. “I couldn’t care less where you’re going, but I do care when you steal our things.”
“You —” Duan Chaoge glared at her. “There’s nothing worth stealing in my courtyard. Even if there is, you’ve taken it away already!”
“Not necessarily. What if you’ve stolen from our vault?” Duan Chaoyin deliberately tried to enrage Chaoge. “Show me what’s in your bag and we’ll let you go.”
Duan Chaoyin said those words on purpose, for she knew that Chaoge was easily set off.
As expected —
Chaoge’s cheeks flushed immediately and her eyes went bloodshot red like an infuriated jaguar.
“Do I have to take off my clothes and let you frisk me after you check my bag?” Chaoge smirked.
“Why, I see you’ve learned your lesson. You know the drill well.”
“You people are outrageous!”
“Yes, we are. What are you going to do about it? Can you fight us? Can you win?” Duan Chaoyin snorted and stared at Chaoge. “Duan Chaoge, you think too highly of yourself!”
Chaoge had reached Level 9 five years ago, which proved that she was very talented herself. However, her cultivation level had only declined in the past few years.
Whereas Duan Chaoyin had surpassed her.
“You know what? I’m a Level 9 Spiritual Master already. Hahahaha —”
Duan Chaoyin, who used to be inferior in her cultivation level, was very satisfied with herself now. “I went to apply for Imperial College today and I’m sure I’ll get into the martial arts department this year. I’ll become an honorable student of Imperial College, whereas you —”