Competent Daughter of an Exalted Clan (Part 2)

　　Voice tepid, Abels questioned, "You must be Shen Yiren, correct?"

　　"That's right."

　　Abels nodded: "The rumours say Shen Clan is a clan of officials skilled in martial arts. You certainly are the descendant of a respectable clan, Vice-Captain Shen. Your subterfuge was excellently executed. You managed to single-handedly ruin half a month of our arduous efforts."

　　"Arduous efforts?" Shen Yiren scoffed, "n.o.body pities a petty thief's petty plan failing."

　　"What did you say, you b.i.t.c.h?!" fumed a girl who came running over. "Had Master not held back, you'd be in pieces already, you wretched b.i.t.c.h!"

　　Shen Yiren was still in the process of using her qi to heal herself and didn't want to reveal that. She, therefore, had to force a smile: "You're talking a big deal… after I defeated you?"

　　The girl was Abels' subordinate, River Monster. River Monster was made a fool of when Shen Yiren busted through the wall, which was why the former was vexed. She brayed, "Talking back, are we?!"

　　River Monster slashed Shen Yiren's left wrist with a quick strike. Shen Yiren grimaced and softly groaned. Looking at the blood flowing out from her wrist, River Monster scorned Shen Yiren: "Let's see you talk big when your wrist nerves are finished!"

　　Song Ou: "H-How could you?!"

　　Hong Jiu was equally surprised. He thought, "Sheesh, she's feisty for a pretty girl. Once hand nerves are cut, that's basically the end of a swordsman life. Shen Yiren would've lost her life as a martial artist if she wielded swords with her left hand."

　　Shen Yiren bit down on her lip to fight the excruciating pain. Her eyes were red, and her wrist was bleeding profusely, but she maintained a strong front. River Monster was skilled enough to easily cut one's wrist nerves with a single slash; she couldn't have done it in such a savage manner unless it was on purpose.

　　River Monster glanced down to Shen Yiren's b.r.e.a.s.t.s, where the latter's sweat from her forehead dripped. The rain had soaked Shen Yiren's clothes, plastering her attire to her body contour. Trails of rain couldn't squeeze in between her stuff bosom, forcing them to take the detour. Furthermore, her heavy breathing raised and lowered her cleavage. River Monster's jealousy for Shen Yiren's bosom and Shen Yiren's unwavering att.i.tude led to her snapping, "You ugly b.i.t.c.h, let's see you keep acting tough after I cripple all your limbs and let our brothers ravage you every night!"

　　River Monster attempted to slash Shen Yiren again, but Abels spoke up: "River Monster, stop."

　　River Monster puffed her cheeks and switched to an innocent image: "But, Master, her rudeness des-."

　　"I said stop." The three words that came out of Abels’ mouth were delivered authoritatively.

　　River Monster felt as though Abels' command could stop her heartbeat. Begrudgingly, she responded, "… Yes, Master."

　　Shen Yiren took deep breaths to recompose herself. Her scent, blood and the rain resembled the smell of a slightly fruity aroma. Crouched down on the ground in an art-worthy pose, she clutched her left wrist with her right hand. He hands shook gently, but she tried to hide it.

　　Abels admired Shen Yiren's determination: "Not grunting and making a scene when your wrist nerve is damaged is commendable."