Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack

"Did you just give it to Feng Xiangyi of the Earth Class? What’s the meaning of this? Do you look down on us in the Heaven Class?!" The newcomer angrily glared at Di Jun, whom he called his son. He gripped his weapon tightly, ready to fight at the slightest provocation.

"Oh, that little gentleman is quite famous, huh? Why don’t you learn from his attitude and then come back? We’re not your parents, and we owe you nothing. Do you think everyone should revolve around you? Do you think you’re the sun?" Luo Qianqian scoffed. "Shiliu, hand out the snacks. Let’s take a break!"

"Okay." He Wenyu calmly distributed some dates to everyone, opening a bag that was emptied once everyone took one.

Luo Qianqian delightedly snacked on the dates while looking at the newcomer in red. "This is the first time I feel these taste pretty good."

"Right, I’ll make eight-treasure porridge for you tomorrow." He Wenyu nodded in agreement as everyone focused on eating, ignoring the newcomer who was fuming with rage.

"What’s your deal? Do you believe I’ll..."

"I believe, I believe. Oh, I’m so scared, Shiliu! Boohoo, someone’s threatening me..." Luo Qianqian jumped into He Wenyu’s arms, feigning a frightened expression.

Under Long Tu Di Jun’s lead, the Yellow Class boys stood up, glaring at the Heaven Class side, scaring the newcomer off. Even though the match continued on stage, many turned their attention to this commotion.

"Don’t be afraid, the bad guy ran away." He Wenyu played along perfectly, patting her shoulder, speaking soothingly, all the while maintaining his composure, even seeing Luo Qianqian’s suppressed smile.

"Shiqi, you still have one, right? I bet he’ll be back soon. Do you believe that?" Di Jun licked his lips and asked.

He clearly saw Luo Shiliu giving one to Luo Shiqi.

"What will you bet against Shiqi?" He Wenyu was speechless. "You plan to snag a sheep without giving anything?"

"That’s snagging a wolf without giving anything..." Luo Qianqian muttered under her breath.

"...How about this? My mom made this; it’s considered one of her proud works. It can protect children from getting sick, even a gift for your often-mentioned brother." Di Jun rummaged through, taking off a string of beads from his wrist. They were pure white, exuding an aura of nobility and purity.

Luo Qianqian’s mouth twitched. "Does your mom know you’re giving this away without asking?"

"My stuff, my rights. Oh dear... Does that mean you find it valuable? Want to raise the stakes?" Di Jun affirmed initially but quickly turned excited.

"..." Luo Qianqian looked at He Wenyu. "His brain’s been captured by food. He’ll be your underling without hesitation; if you ever face bullying after marrying, one meal would make him go to great lengths for you. Do you believe that?"

He Wenyu: "A zombie opened up his mind and shrugged disappointedly, while a passing dung beetle was delighted."

"Alright, I’ll add a packet, a box of spicy strips." Luo Qianqian scoffed. "Non-sellable items from Forget Worries Tea House, guaranteed quality and taste."

"I haven’t tried it? Alright, alright, I bet he’ll be back soon." Di Jun nodded repeatedly, looking hopeful.

Luo Qianqian pondered for a moment. "I bet, when he returns, it won’t be him but someone else."

It’s agreed that someone will return, no need to wager on that, but the curiosity is who shall return.

"Should I open an external bet?" He Wenyu chuckled. "But even if they return, there’s no more antidote."

They said earlier it was the last one, so there’s no chance of presenting another.

Moreover, even if they detoxify, they can’t continue the match.

"That’s the loss of having a bad attitude. With a good attitude, they’d have known this information earlier and wouldn’t waste time, right?" Luo Qianqian nudged Di Jun, scoffing. "There’s someone whose ’father’ hasn’t spoken yet; what are you rushing for?"

He Wenyu burst out laughing, nodding, "Indeed, it’s their communication skills, not our fault."

"Exactly, if someone asks you for directions, calls you ’sister’ instead of ’aunt,’ you’d naturally respond better, right? It’s so obvious. Without social skills, taking longer routes, nothing strange about it?" Luo Qianqian remained composed. "Consider it as giving him a lesson."

"And we don’t charge any tuition fees." He Wenyu agreed, both sharing a knowing smile.

"Here they come!" As someone from the Heaven Class moved, everyone eagerly watched the individual approaching with a slightly peculiar expression. It was still the same person, but not alone now. Another had joined.

Seems both predictions were right, yet also wrong...

"It’s a tie, better luck next time." Luo Qianqian remained composed, uninterested in the visibly valuable bead string.

After all, it’s a gift from elders, not to be casually given away.

"..." Di Jun collected his things, glaring at the newcomer.

"I’m Uncle He from the Heaven Class. Do you have the antidote?" His tone was far better than the one trailing behind.

"See, better this way, no need for extra trips." Di Jun scoffed. "However, the last Detoxification Pill has been sold; you’re late."

"Sold?" Uncle He widened his eyes in disbelief, glancing at Di Jun. The next moment, he turned to angrily glare at the person behind him.

"I...I didn’t know..."

Uncle He took a deep breath. "It’s okay, then can Miss Luo detoxify Ba Tu’s poison?" He turned to Luo Qianqian, his expression unpleasant yet clearly not reaching full resentment, showing room for negotiation.

"There’s no need. It’s my family’s Amulet. If someone harbors killing intent and approaches dangerously, it activates. It just incapacitates for three days; they’ll be fine afterwards." Luo Qianqian feigned innocence. "My family’s Elder always said I’m prone to being schemed against, so they left it for self-defense. It won’t cause harm, rest assured." She flashed an ignorant smile and turned to He Wenyu. "Right, sister?"

Indeed, it won’t cause life-threatening harm, but the residual poison won’t vanish. Concealed by the cold poison, it remains unnoticed. Once accumulating, it’s significant.

The haze-like poison hinders movement, leading to complete rigidity. Although minimal traces remain after three days, it’s harmful, especially for water attribute cultivators.

"Yes, indeed..." He Wenyu helplessly watched Luo Qianqian’s subtly meaningful smile, then nodded with a smile. "Our family’s Spiritual Beast occasionally falls prey, but typically there’s no need to worry unless encountering some malicious enemy in extreme circumstances."

Uncle He felt a chill from the soles of his feet, a coldness permeating his heart...