"Good! Good! Truly worthy of being my daughter!" General Ye heartily slapped Ye Zhaoyun’s shoulder.
Upon hearing that she, without a trace of internal strength, had defeated Ye Feixiang, a Level 2 Warrior, the smile on his face never ceased.
Lady Fang was seeing General Ye for the first time and was momentarily stunned in place.
It was only when she saw Ye Shaohua coming through the crowd that she snapped back to reality.
Ye Zhaoyun had no good feelings towards this father who had never shown up before, not even bothering to call out to him.
Yet, General Ye grew even fonder of this spirited Ye Zhaoyun, "That temperament, just like mine! It was my fault before, neglecting you all, but it will never happen again."
As he spoke, he glanced over at Ye Shaohua, who had already walked over.
Ye Shaohua was different from Ye Zhaoyun; she lacked that kind of imposing aura, and General Ye, with his discerning eyes, noticed it at a glance.
"Is this Shaohua?"
Under normal circumstances, seeing Ye Shaohua wouldn’t have made much of an impression on him.
But now there was a comparison.
Although General Ye didn’t feel any aversion towards Ye Shaohua, the comparison made the difference obvious, and he felt somewhat disappointed.
However, thinking that he had gained an outstanding daughter like Ye Zhaoyun was no small feat.
"Lady Fang, you truly gave birth to a fine daughter for me!" General Ye looked toward Lady Fang, his eyes unable to conceal his joy, "Tonight, the Ye Residence will host a grand banquet, and all the servants’ monthly wages will be doubled!"
Lady Fang was startled by General Ye’s attitude: "Is... is Zhaoyun that incredible? It’s just defeating a Level 2 Warrior, right?"
Hearing these words from Lady Fang, who was clueless about martial arts, Ye Zhaoyun let out a scoff.
She didn’t bother to explain a thing.
Those around General Ye, thinking of how Lady Fang’s status rose with the tide due to Ye Zhaoyun, offered an explanation, "Lady Fang, you may not know, out of a hundred people only one can become a Warrior, and most spend their lives stuck at Level 1. Those with some talent might break through to Level 2 before turning twenty. But now Lady Number Three, at only fifteen, can defeat a Level 2 Warrior, and she is on par with the young master—she might very well become the next General, a Level 9 Warrior!"
Moreover, Ye Zhaoyun achieved this without cultivating the Heart Method of the Ye Family and without any internal strength.
If she had internal strength... she might be even more formidable!
"Is becoming a Level 9 Warrior really that difficult?" Lady Fang asked, opening her mouth.
Ye Zhaoyun’s impatience was palpable, "Enough, just stop talking!"
Embarrassing!
Lady Fang squeezed her hands together, filled with conflicting emotions.
Indeed, when Lady Fang had first come to the Ye Residence, she also heard that becoming a Warrior was no easy feat.
But in the past few days, she had been brainwashed by Ye Shaohua; even someone as dimwitted as herself had become a Level 1 Warrior and was close to breaking through to Level 2. Plus, with Ye Shaohua handling it all with such ease, even though Ye Shaohua didn’t say anything later on, Lady Fang guessed that she might indeed be a true Level 9 Warrior.
Ye Shaohua could suppress her, nearly a Level 2 Warrior, with a single finger...
In contrast to Ye Zhaoyun who struggled greatly to defeat Ye Feixiang and the others...
She didn’t expect to hear Tao Liu’s screams from the courtyard upon her return.
"What happened?" She walked into the courtyard, only to see General Ye, the Third Prince, and Ye Zhaoyun present, while the Third Prince’s guard was administering punishment to Tao Liu.
She kicked a stone with her foot, interrupting the guard’s execution of the punishment.
The guard was startled, looking around, but saw no one.
The Third Prince was overly protective of Ye Zhaoyun, scoffed upon seeing Ye Shaohua, "Your maid stole the crossbow that Zhaoyun painstakingly made. It’s the result of Zhaoyun’s hard work, and yet it was stolen by your vile servant! She harbors malicious intent!"
Although General Ye’s expression was grim, he knew this timid daughter of his couldn’t be the mastermind, only offering a brief explanation.
By now, Ye Zhaoyun had become well-known throughout the Imperial City, even the soldiers under General Ye’s command revered her.
Ye Zhaoyun, upon discovering that this world had no crossbows, told General Ye about a very useful cold weapon, not expecting that the crossbow she made would go missing, it was natural for Liuli to believe her.
The only one left was Tao Liu.
Ye Shaohua never imagined they would beat Tao Liu for just this reason.
"A crossbow, is it?" Ye Shaohua laughed out of anger. She didn’t bother explaining and simply pushed open Ye Zhaoyun’s door, taking out the leftover scraps.
She didn’t even use tools.
She snapped a piece of wood cleanly at waist height with her hand, leaving a neat cut.
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In less than ten minutes, she had crafted an exquisitely made crossbow and slammed it down on the stone table in the courtyard with a "snap," glancing coldly at the people standing there, "Is this junk worth stealing by my maid?"
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