Chapter 920: Gods Fighting

He was about to be angered to death.

Shi Yucheng had lived this long, yet he had never suffered such humiliation!

His upper body was bound, but his legs could still move.

His eyeballs rolled around as he searched for an opportunity to retaliate.

"Hurry up, stop dawdling and keep up."

Ji Yingjie was very pleased and in an exceptionally good mood; she tightened the Rope, pulling Shi Yucheng a little closer to her.

He had an idea.

He suddenly lifted his foot and kicked at the back of Ji Yingjie's knee!

This kick was fast and ruthless, so fast that neither Ji Yingjie nor the guards could react, and she knelt on the ground.

Shi Yucheng immediately took a large step, happily standing before Ji Yingjie to "accept" her kowtow.

"Ahhhhhhhhh—"

Ji Yingjie had never suffered such a loss; she was helped up from the ground by the guards, raging like a lioness, and roared at Shi Yucheng: "Bastard, you have such great guts to actually dare to plot against me? I will definitely not spare you!"

"Mmph, mmph..."

Although Shi Yucheng's mouth was gagged and it was unclear what he was saying, his smug look was not hidden at all, displayed vividly and thoroughly—he looked completely punchable.

"Lock him in the room, no food, no water, no sleep; grind enough soy milk tonight for the whole clan to drink tomorrow."

He was taken away, but she was still very angry.

A dignified Clan Leader, actually kicked to her knees by a lowly person in full view of everyone; shameful! Too shameful!

Ji Yingjie had never suffered such a great humiliation.

This matter absolutely could not just be brushed off lightly; she wanted to make Shi Yucheng regret what he had done today.

In the room.

The stone mill sat in the center of the luxurious room, looking completely out of place.

Shi Yucheng wore a smile, leisurely scooping water and scooping soybeans; white soy milk flowed slowly from the outlet, just like his current mood—incredibly smooth.

It had been a long time since he felt this smooth; he wore a smile, pushing the mill with even more vigor than usual.

The room next door.

Ji Yingjie's mood was the exact opposite; she heard the guards report that Shi Yucheng had not resisted her punishment, nor was he angry or cursing.

Instead, he had accepted it very happily and completed the task meticulously, which made her even angrier!

Nianci handed over a teacup and consoled: "Please drink some tea to calm your anger."

"Clang!"

The teacup was smashed onto the ground, shattering into pieces.

"I won't drink it, my stomach is full of anger and can't hold anything else; I'm so angry, I'm so angry!"

"Clatter—"

The teapot and teacups on the table were also all swept to the ground, yet it still could not extinguish even a fraction of the fire in her heart.

"Old thing, he actually made me lose face so badly; I will definitely not let him off!"

Shi Yucheng did not sleep all night, grinding soy milk for the whole night; by the time dawn was approaching, he had ground a whole large bucket, finally completing the task, and fell fast asleep.

Ji Yingjie also did not sleep all night.

She spent the whole night thinking of ways to torment Shi Yucheng.

She thought of many methods, but in the end, she overturned them all!

Too ruthless wouldn't do; the old thing was old and in poor health, and if he happened to have some mishap from the torment, it would be hard to answer to her niece.

Too light wouldn't do either; it couldn't resolve the hatred in her heart!

She tossed and turned on the bed like a pancake, and by dawn, she still hadn't slept, feeling even more tired than the person next door who had ground soy milk all night.

"Nianci."

Today it was Nianci keeping watch outside; hearing the summons, she immediately pushed the door open and entered: "Nianci is here."

"Did the old thing slack off? Has the soy milk all been ground?"

Nianci: "Reporting to the Clan Leader, he followed all your orders; he didn't drink water or eat food, and he ground soy milk all night without stopping once. He ground a very large bucket of soy milk, enough for the whole clan to drink for breakfast."

Ji Yingjie:...

She didn't quite believe it: "You aren't lying to me, are you?"

Nianci: "This subordinate wouldn't dare!"

She muttered to herself: "The old thing is really stubborn; he actually didn't steal a bite while guarding the water and beans? He just toughed it out?"

This kind of thing was completely incomprehensible to her.

The women of the Ji Family were smart, and smart people knew how to be flexible.

Shi Yucheng was someone who didn't understand flexibility at all; in fact, guarding the water and soybeans, it would have been very convenient to eat or drink a little when thirsty or hungry, and there was no one watching.

Yet he didn't do it at all, doing exactly as Ji Yingjie ordered.

This made Ji Yingjie feel a bit better.

Noon.

Shi Yucheng woke up; he was woken up by hunger.

Both thirsty and hungry.

First, he drank a lot of water with a "gulp, gulp, gulp," and then he was even hungrier.

Just as he was preparing to find something to eat, a guard pushed the door open and invited him to have lunch with the Clan Leader.

"I'm not going; I don't want to see her."

The guard was respectful: "This is the Clan Leader's order; please do not make things difficult for us."

If he insisted on not going, he would be forcibly carried over there anyway.

The dining table was much the same as last night's dinner, with the same dozens of plates and bowls.

But this time Shi Yucheng did not say anything more—his stomach was growling loudly; he was too hungry.

He sat down and began to eat, wolfing down his food without saying a word.

Ji Yingjie was smug again: "Yo, you've changed your tune quickly, haven't you? Wasn't it just yesterday you were criticizing me for being extravagant and wasteful? Not complaining anymore, so soon?"

He did not speak, deciding to eat his fill first.

It was not worth letting his stomach suffer repeatedly just to satisfy a momentary urge to talk back.

He remained silent, and Ji Yingjie became even more smug, starting to ramble on: "Men are all the same sort of thing; they only learn their lesson after suffering. Opposing me won't end well for you. Why suffer when you could just face reality sooner..."

He was full.

He put down his bowl and chopsticks and mocked: "The more ignorant one is, the more arrogant they are. Besides bullying people, you have no other skills, do you? Truly capable people make others admire them from the bottom of their hearts. Someone like you, who only makes people act submissive on the surface while no one actually admires you, is the most pitiful."

"The sad part is that you haven't even realized it yourself, and you mistakenly think you're the most powerful. Tsk tsk, how sad, how pitiful!"

Shi Yucheng successfully provoked Ji Yingjie once again; she glared with wide eyes, gritting her teeth: "I'll give you a chance to say that again, otherwise you can just wait to grind soy milk in the Ji Family until you die."

Shi Yucheng was not afraid of her threats at all.

He retorted: "Who are you trying to scare? In a few days, Xuanxuan will be able to think of a way to rescue me. You're still planning on having me grind soy milk for you for the rest of my life? Keep dreaming."

"You should cherish these hard-won good times. I'm the only one who can tell you some truths; everyone else is either too lazy to bother with you or afraid of your retaliation, so they don't dare tell you the truth."

"Now that I'm staying here, you can still hear a few truths. In a few days, when I take my granddaughter back, not only will you have no hope, but you won't even have anyone left to tell you the truth..."

Shi Yucheng became more and more spirited as he spoke, and Ji Yingjie's expression grew uglier and uglier.

Her expression was not ugly because he was spouting nonsense, but because everything he said was right.

No one had ever spoken to her like this before, but the facts were indeed as he said. Although Shi Yucheng's words were unpleasant, every sentence was the absolute truth, which she could neither accept nor refute.

"Shut up, you are not allowed to say any more."

"Are you losing the argument? Did I hit the nail on the head? Are you stunned?"