Chapter 211: The Most Shameless One Is You, Don't You Know?

The heir to Marquis Prince Anyuan hissed, glancing at the people from Qin Yan Hou Fu, then at those from Su Guogong Fu.

Who the hell summoned this?!

The heir to Marquis Prince Anyuan and several young masters from noble families arrived a step too late; they hadn't even asked clearly who summoned the rain. It just so happened that rain was falling from the sky, so who summoned it mattered less.

Seeing someone try to steal credit, the heir to Marquis Prince Anyuan laughed.

If Qin He summoned it, the account could finally be settled with the right person. The heir to Marquis Prince Anyuan chuckled: "You summoned the rain to turn the tide? Don't try to pull that with me. Come on, tell me why you made it rain while completely excluding our families. I thought Qin He Shizi and Su He Shizi were stingy, but the real culprit is here, claiming to care for the common people? It's nothing but nonsense."

"You..." Qin He, angered, was supported by Qin Yan and her maid. With a stern face, she said, "I do indeed care for the common people, but the spiritual power consumed was too great. My ability is limited. Is it wrong for me to care for the world? Truly..."

Qin He trembled with rage. Qin Yan Hou and Qin Tan, Qin Di, frowned tighter with every word.

Qin He Shizi was stunned, unable to snap out of it. From the moment Qin He claimed she turned the tide, Qin Yan had been in a daze. If he understood correctly, Qin He's words, both spoken and implied, meant she had summoned the rain.

Qin Tang and the others wore expressions of disbelief. Especially the Su family members, who were cursing in their hearts.

"Really crawling up to steal credit?!?" Qin Lang found it unbelievable. How could someone be so shameless? Qin Lang turned, looking puzzled, and said to Qin Xun, "The problem is, does Qin He have anything to do with summoning? She just rushed over to snatch the credit."

Qin Xun exhaled a cloud of turbid air, having nothing to say.

Qin He was furious. Summoning this heavy rain was a great achievement; no one could question it. Qin He looked at Qin Yan Hou: "Uncle, I turned the tide and summoned a heavy rain. This event alone could shock the entire Great Yan. It should be reported to the Emperor to prevent those with ulterior motives from secretly plotting and stealing my credit. I don't want my efforts to simply benefit others."

As she spoke, Qin He glanced at Su He Shizi, the heir to Marquis Prince Anyuan, and others. She lifted her chin, arrogance mixed with pride. What did it matter that they were from noble families? They still relied on her, the transmigrating heroine's halo, to make it rain.

Qin Bi was at least perceptive enough not to come to the fields; otherwise, she would have been slapped in the face.

Qin He's triumphant smile was barely containable. Such heavy rain, only she, Qin He, had summoned it. Thinking of how the noble families would now look at her with new respect, Qin He sneered.

Qin Yan Hou's face darkened. Qin Tan froze, looking at Qin He strangely. He hadn't expected this cousin's daughter to be such a good actor. Pity, she hadn't grasped the situation.

Qin Tan and Qin Di exchanged a glance. Qin Tan shifted his gaze, ignoring Qin He. He couldn't bear to look.

Before Qin Yan Hou could speak, thinking of how to word his dismissal of Qin He, the Su family members lost patience. Su Er Young Master snorted, then thought to himself, Damn, what nonsense is this?

Su Er Young Master asked uncertainly, "What's that? You turned the tide and summoned the rain?"

Qin He lifted her chin: "Of course."

"I, I, I..." Su Er Young Master had never seen such a shameless person, lying with eyes wide open. He spun around, wanting to beat someone up, and sized Qin He up and down: "Looks aren't great, but the face is big."

"How dare you!" Qin He flew into a rage: "How can you insult people?"

"If I don't insult you, should I worship you? Insulting you is the least of it." Su Er Young Master laughed in anger. He looked at Qin He, seeing no hint of guilt on her face, and was truly impressed. He put his hands on his hips and pointed at the falling rain: "You were unconscious at home. Does this rain have anything to do with you? You just claim this rain was summoned by you."

"It was summoned by me." Qin He, hearing her summoning denied, immediately panicked. She turned to Qin Yan: "Big cousin, you know I summoned it a few days ago. For that, I exhausted my spiritual power."

Seemingly thinking of something, Qin He's eyes sharpened. She turned and shouted at Su Er Young Master: "Is someone trying to steal my credit? Taking advantage of my injury, telling you that she summoned this rain?"

The Su family members were about to die of anger. She was turning the tables.

Especially Su Er Young Master, who was free-spirited. He tolerated no sand in his eyes. Before they had even figured out who summoned the rain, Qin He was already accusing others of stealing credit. The most shameless one is you, don't you know?!

Qin He was convinced that Qin Bi stole credit before she arrived. She implied Qin Bi, but Su Er Young Master instinctively felt she was talking about him, or rather, about everyone who moved the cloud clusters.

Could this be tolerated? Damn it.

"Have some shame!" Amidst Qin He's look of disbelief, Su Er Young Master pointed at her nose and scolded: "You damn fool, if you're injured, just lie down. Who are you trying to disgust by coming here? The one most eager to steal credit is you. Do you think everyone is as shameless as you? I was wondering why you asked about the acreage of the fields. Damn it, turns out you're calculating silver with me. Spit. Your brain must have hit a door panel. Get lost."

Su Er Young Master didn't coddle Qin He; his insults were vicious.

Su He Shizi didn't stop him. Seeing Qin He so angry her face turned red and her neck swelled, he finally laughed and brought up the main issue: "Qin Yan, what's going on? Your cousin summoned the rain, so what did we work so hard to move?"

Qin Yan's face was grim, both angry and embarrassed for Qin He. What was this? Did this rain have anything to do with Qin He? She rushed over just to claim she summoned it. It was shameful.

Qin Lang processed Qin He's words, then smiled: "Qin He, do you know how this rain came?"

Qin He immediately replied: "I summoned it."

Qin Lang laughed even harder. Knowing nothing, yet having the nerve to steal credit.

Su Er Young Master was so angry his nose was smoking. He pointed at the fields of Marquis Prince Anyuan and the other families: "Smooth talker. Don't rely solely on your mouth. Those families didn't get rain. Summon rain there, and I'll admit this rain was summoned by you."

Qin He was furious, feeling the Su family was being unreasonable: "I exhausted my spiritual power and just woke up. I can't support another summoning."

Su Er Young Master cursed loudly: "A creature full of lies."

Qin He turned to Qin Yan Hou: "Uncle, the Su family is too oppressive."

Qin Yan Hou couldn't be bothered to deal with her. Hearing Qin He's nonsense, he was also seething with anger, but as family, he had to cover for her. It was better to smooth things over first; he could scold Qin He back at the manor.

"You just woke up. If you're fine, hurry back to your Xue Wang Fu." Qin Yan Hou waved his hand, as if shooing away something annoying: "This has nothing to do with you. Don't stay here."

Qin He wouldn't leave: "This rain was summoned by me."

"Damn it." Su Er Young Master was furious. He kicked a stone by the field's edge, rolled up his sleeves, and cursed: "This rain was moved by me. Get lost. Are you sick in the head?"