Gu Xingzhao silently applauded Lu Youtiao. Well said! Yang Fang was basically the ancient version of a modern-day “phoenix men”. He wanted both money and reputation, and when called out, he became furious. Judging by the look on Yang Fang’s face, he was probably about to explode with rage.
When Lu Youtiao first met Yang Fang, she had no idea he was such a greedy and insatiable person. Though she knew that none of those who approached her had pure intentions—they were all after the Lu family’s name—she never expected him to be this despicable.
Now, even glancing at Yang Fang disgusted her.
“Word of today’s events will spread throughout the capital soon enough. Make sure you’re ready for it.”
The Fang brothers, sensing the mood, tore a piece of cloth and gagged Yang Fang, preventing him from uttering another word.
In the capital, Yang Fang was known for his loyalty and righteousness. People often praised him for not divorcing his wife despite the Lu family’s fall from grace. This earned him a reputation for being honorable and faithful.
However, behind closed doors, he feared his wife’s status as the daughter of a convicted criminal would damage his career prospects. He wanted their unborn child gone and tried everything to starve or sicken his wife to death.
He wanted the reputation of being a loyal and righteous man, yet he also craved career advancement.
Lu Youtiao was filled with regret—she couldn’t even remember what she had ever seen in him.
At that moment, Qiu Yue returned, leading a group of servants, each carrying a large box. The sound of the boxes hitting the ground was loud and clear.
Under Yang Fang’s furious gaze, Qiu Yue cheerfully handed the inventory of Lu Youtiao’s dowry, along with the deeds to the properties and shops, to her mistress. “Miss, aside from what has been spent over the years, everything else has been brought back.”
Gu Xingzhao’s eyes sparkled at the sight of the many boxes. Money, it was all money!
The little old man had given his granddaughter such a massive dowry. If the Lu family hadn’t been exiled and their properties seized, who knew how many treasures they would’ve had?
She wiped the drool from her mouth, worried that her desire for the wealth was too obvious. How embarrassing!
Right now, Gu Xingzhao wanted to zap this scumbag Yang Fang to death herself. But this was the capital, and if she killed him, Lu Youtiao, having just divorced him, would be the prime suspect. Getting out of such a mess wouldn’t be easy.
The servants looked to Lu Youtiao for guidance. She handed the contracts of servitude to Dong Shuang, instructing her to return them to their rightful owners.
The freed servants were moved to tears. If not for desperate circumstances, who would willingly sell themselves into slavery? Now, they were finally free.
One by one, they knelt before Lu Youtiao, thanking her.
“Thank you, madam!”
“Thank you so much, madam!” Some even wept with joy.
Dong Shuang declared loudly, “My lady has divorced Yang Fang. Please take note and no longer address her as ‘Madam Yang.’”
The servants exchanged glances and quickly corrected themselves, saying, “Thank you, Miss Lu!”
Whether it was “Madam Yang” or “Miss Lu,” what mattered most to them was that she was the one who had given them their freedom.
Only after Lu Youtiao’s acknowledgment did the Fang brothers release Yang Fang. He had regained some strength by then and immediately lunged at Lu Youtiao, his expression twisted with rage as he tried to strangle her.
Before anyone could react, a deafening crack of thunder echoed, and Yang Fang collapsed to the ground. His hair stood on end, his face blackened and scorched, knocked unconscious.
The sight terrified those present. They dropped to their knees, frantically bowing and praying, fully believing Yang Fang had been struck down by divine punishment. They feared the wrath of the gods might extend to them next.
Meanwhile, Gu Xingzhao casually browsed through the system store, feeling that simply using lightning strikes was too boring. She spent 300,000 points to unlock the “Manifestation Package” in one go.
Various powers appeared before her, sending her heart racing with excitement.
After the lightning, the dark night sky above Yang’s mansion began to snow softly. Everyone was dumbfounded—spring had already arrived in the capital, and yet it was snowing?
Soon after, a sudden heatwave forced everyone to look up. Around Yang Fang, fierce flames began to rise!
A torrential downpour followed, extinguishing the flames around Yang Fang, leaving him drenched. Then, the rain turned into hail, pelting down with force, yet Yang Fang remained unconscious.
Gu Xingzhao had certainly put in the effort with this strike, delivering some well-deserved karma. But no one knew she had given Yang Fang a parting gift, avenging the unborn child Lu Youtiao had lost.
The onlookers were utterly awestruck—heaven itself was truly enraged!
Gu Xingzhao was having the time of her life. This “Manifestation Package” wasn’t just for appearances—it was like having full control over the weather!
Outside the mansion, passersby stopped in their tracks, staring at the strange weather above Yang’s residence. Thunder, lightning, snow, hail—it was like the heavens themselves were putting on a show!
Many immediately thought of the rumors about the Lu family’s divine spirit. After all, Lu Youtiao, the eldest daughter of the Lu family, had married into the Yang household.
The rumors were true!
The Lu family really had a divine spirit!
Some felt blessed to have witnessed such a divine manifestation. Had they been somewhere else, they would’ve dropped to their knees in prayer. But this was the capital, and given the scrutiny on the Lu family from the palace, they held back.
Once the strange weather subsided, people saw a large group of servants leaving Yang’s mansion, each with their belongings. They looked as happy as if it were New Year’s.
As the onlookers wondered what had happened, they saw two maids escorting a pale and frail-looking woman out of the mansion. Someone recognized her.
“That’s the eldest daughter of the Lu family!”
The crowd was stunned. How had the once proud Lu family daughter ended up in such a state?
Meanwhile, two men dressed as guards were busily carrying out box after box from the mansion.
The onlookers whispered among themselves, their curiosity piqued by the strange weather, the exodus of servants, the weakened Lu family daughter, and the endless stream of boxes being carried out.
Some people felt a strong urge to apply for work at the Lu family. They could only imagine the wealth and power behind such a spectacle.
At that moment, Gu Xingzhao returned to the modern world and came back with a box of freshly printed legal documents. She sent them flying into the air, scattering thousands of pages like snowflakes over Yang’s mansion and the surrounding streets.
People caught the papers, which detailed all of Yang Fang’s crimes as an official of the Hanlin Academy. As they read, their sympathy for Lu Youtiao grew, and they collectively scorned Yang Fang.
“This man has no virtue! How did someone like him get into the Hanlin Academy?”
“He’s unworthy, absolutely unworthy!”
The crowd was abuzz with the scandal. Half of the capital had witnessed the divine manifestation!
The Lu family’s deity was real.
Gu Xingzhao stood beside Lu Youtiao as the papers fluttered down, her voice soft and reassuring. “After tonight, this will all be over.”
Tears welled up in Lu Youtiao’s eyes, a glimmer of hope finally returning to her face. “I cannot thank you enough, Ancestor, for saving my life!”
[Gratitude from Lu family member Lu Youtiao collected. Offering value +100!]
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