Chapter 58: The Evil Zhao Laoda (1/2)

Translator: Storm in a Teacup

With obscenity and savageness in his eyes, Zhao Laoda looked at the “young man” up and down, finally fixing his eyes on the “young guy”’s bulging chest.

Though being agitated, An Rushuang knew she mustn’t be intimidated, otherwise, she would be surely overwhelmed by this scoundrel!

An Rushuang, clenching her fists, felt the sharp pain shooting down her head. She forced herself to calm down before she scoffed. “Bah! As humble as you are, you could only search for news from those servants doing miscellaneous chores. Do you think the high-ranking officials would tell everything to their servants? I came here on horseback, while my grandma in wagon, so I arrived here two days ahead.”

After spitting on Zhao Laoda intentionally, An Rushuang said in a gruff voice, “Humph! Ignorant peasant! Send me back as soon as possible, or you will have a taste of An Family’s power!”

Flinching at her sharp and arrogant eyes at first, Zhao Laoda, then, turned more furious after a second thought. This young man was trapped at his home just as a crab without pincers. How bold and condescending he was to talk like that!

“How arrogant you are!” Zhao Laoda kicked An Rushuang forcefully before he scolded, “Who cares the damn An family? You are at my home now. Where there is nothing to lose, there is nothing to fear!”

It was so refreshing to give a full vent to his anger. Zhao Laoda gave An Rushuang’s shoulder a hard boot before he shouted in a wild laugh, “The An family. Ha-ha-ha. The imperial censor. Ha-ha-ha. What a damn shit!”

Following a sharp pain on the shoulder, the back of her head began to ache. An Rushuang took the chance to roll backward. The woman in black robe holding her hand suddenly before whispering, “Be careful yourself.”

Sweating all over in pain, An Rushuang, with a coldness in her palm, touched a sharp object. It was nothing but a knife.

Glancing at the woman in black, she nodded imperceptibly.

The woman in black rose to her feet in difficulty, trying to exhort her husband, “Don’t hurt him so badly...”

Upon hearing her words, Zhao Laoda slapped his wife, seizing her hairs firmly while howling with his eyes wide open in fury, “What are you talking about! Are you ordering me, bitch?! How dare you boss me around!”

His ugly face was twisted, the fat flesh shaking lightly. His yellow teeth buried in pungent smell of alcohol revealed during the shout, as if he intended to gulf the woman alive.

As savage as he was, Zhao Laoda was more like a demon than a human being.

Zhao Xiaotao must have watched this scene for many times; she held her father’s waist while crying, “Dad, dad! Mum didn’t mean that. She, she feared you wouldn’t get a lot of money if you injured him seriously!”

During the mess, An Rushuang tried her best to rub the knife against the rope, hoping to cut it off.

At the same time, Zhao Laoda kicked Zhao Xiaotao away. “Humph, he is not you. He doesn’tliving on his appearance. Even if I cut down one of his arms, he is still a childe of the imperial inspector. What about you? As humble as the mud trodden by crowds! Save your sympathy for him.”

Zhao Xiaotao was sent to crash to the ground with a dull yelp, huddling in severe pain with mud and tears sticking on her cheeks.

Even so, she was still begging her father while sobbing, “Dad...please let go of mum, she didn’t do it intentionally...”

It was until then Zhao Laoda let go of the woman in black. “Once more, I will beat you to death, ugly bitch!”