Despite almost fainting from the excrutiating pain, she didn't consider it as the most painful feeling ever. It was bearable... Or so she thought.

No! She didn't want to live anymore. It was too painful!

Liu Rushuang thought about how drained Wu Xiyu looked before being tortured to death and how she shut her eyes whilst she said, "Shuang'Er, I'm sorry."

"Mother, none of this was your fault. The fault's with all the people who hurt you," whispered Liu Rushuang from the bottom of her heart.

Finally, Madam Liu and Mama Zhao looked no different from the dead and as though they had just arrived in hell.

Liu Rushuang turned around and flatly said, "Make mincemeat out of them."

Then, she left with Qing'Er.

When she stepped out of the dungeons and saw the sky, Liu Rushuang softly said, "Mother, I miss you."

Stood beside her, Qing'Er accompanied in her grief.

...

The canyon was just a small section of the Blood Feast headquarters. The training grounds here were considerably big in size and separated into beginner, intermediate, advanced, and expert level training grounds. Beside them, was an enormous arena with a platform.

Liu Rushuang and Qing'Er flew right over to the platform and quietly cried, "Gather at the arena!" However, their voices seemed to reach every single person's ears.

With the exception of the guards stationed at every corner and the heavily injured, everyone instantly made their way to the arena. Having lined up row by row according to their levels, they kneeled before the platform. "Welcome back milady!" They cried in unison.

"Rise!" Cried Liu Rushuang coldly. Everyone got up simultaneously.

All of a sudden, four assassins dressed in black flew towards them from a distance.

The closest one in the front flew onto the platfrom, drew closer to Liu Rushuang and cupped his fist. "Long time no see, milady."

The three other people who followed behind found their feet and cupped their fists. "Greetings milady!"

Liu Rushuang looked emotionlessly at the four clan masters and spoke with a flat voice. "Long time no see."

Lin Ye was one of the commanders of the assassins. He was also the person who brought Liu Rushuang to Blood Feast. At the time, he was twelve years old and she was five. With his own eyes, he watched with deep admiration as Liu Rushuang grow and work hard to reach her current position.

In fact, there were just too many people in Blood Feast who admired Liu Rushuang.

But against all reason, how did Liu Rushuang possibly not know this?

"Xuewu[1], I wonder if your martial arts have declined in the past half a year. Would you like another friendly fight?" Asked the former leader with a soft yet hostile smile.

The former leader wore a black band to tie his bangs back, whilst the rest of his hair flowed naturally down to his waist. He looked gentle and reserved, but dangerous. He had fox-like eyes and looked really charming, but in fact, he was savage and incredibly frightening.

"Former leader, sir, the elderly shouldn't boast about their abilities. Careful not to break your bones." These daring and provoking words came from the mouth of the witty and cute young man standing behind the former leader.

The young man looked around seventeen to eighteen years old, who had cute little dimples whenever he smiled. However, one could tell from the bottom of his cruel eyes that he was more than meets the eye.

Then, there was the quiet man, standing furthest in the back who looked about twenty-two or twenty-three years old. He had healthy beige skin who looked handsome and dashing. He had demonic eyes, dark red lips, and his entire face had a brimming sense of coldness and arrogance. He was the one who most resembled an assassin out of the four of them.

Liu Rushuang looked at the former leader with a sinister grin and flatly said, "Ming Ye, I don't want to fight you, but I do want to fight with all the expert assassins who you're responsible for."

The four clan masters heard this and were more or less a little stunned.

[1] One of many nicknames for Liu Rushuang.

...

Expert assassins were undoubtedly the strongest, most valiant assassins in the Blood Feast headquarters. There was no need to question what they were capable of!

In any case, there was no way they alone could defeat several hundreds of them!

"Xuewu, you're too egotistical!" Exclaimed the former leader with slight resentment, as he instantly squinted.

A smile formed in the corner of Liu Rushuang's mouth. She didn't think it was being egotistical at all!

She didn't endure the raging flames that struck her once a year, just so she could feel the pain!

With the current cultivation level of her inner breath, she had very few opponents who could face her. However, she still lacked real battle experience and needed more practice, which was why she made such a request.

Mo Ye always followed' the orders from strong fighters with authority, but in this instant, his wicked eyes immediately looked strict. With one hand, he conjured a blue ball of inner breath and forcefully towards Liu Rushuang, his leader also known as Xuewu.

He wanted to become the leader, then make this cold and arrogant woman warm his bed!

Liu Rushuang smirked with an evil aura, then put her left hand behind her back and reached her right palm out. A ball of fire shot towards Mo Ye.

Mo Ye shuddered softly for a moment, then he forcefully pushed a blue ball of inner breath forward.

Liu Rushuang raised her brows and smiled, as she walked over to Mo Ye.

In that very moment, Ming Ye, Lin Ye, Mei Ye, and Qing'Er retreated to the sidelines. Besides Qing'Er who furrowed her brows slightly, the other three looked like they were enjoying a show.

As Liu Rushuang drew closer, Mo Ye felt like one his hands were about to burn from the flames and his chest felt increasingly painful. Evidentally, he used too much inner breath.

Liu Rushuang glared at the trace of pain in Mo Ye's dark eyes and his tightly pursed dark red lips. A thin layer of sweat dripped from his face whilst he increased the fire power in his hands.

Eventually, Mo Ye couldn't take it anymore and quickly withdrew his palms. At the same time, Liu Rushuang also withdrew her palm.

*Cough cough...* Mo Ye laid, sprawled on the floor, coughing up blood. He clutched onto his chest, kneeled and heaved, "I've offended you, milady. Please punish me!"

Liu Rushuang smiled wickedly and flatly said, "Mo Ye, you've got quite some nerve. If I lost, wouldn't I have been destroyed by your hand?"

Mo Ye kneeled on the floor in silence. He did in fact want to take her place.

Ming Ye, Lin Ye, and Mei Ye clenched their fists. In actuality, they also wanted to challenge this domineering woman.

Qing'Er walked up to her and asked, "Young Miss, are you alright?"

She was still a little worried that Liu Rushuang might've got hurt in attempt to resist the attack.

Liu Rushuang flashed a faint smile at Qing'Er and said, "I'm fine. This kind of power level can't hurt me."

Mo Ye's entire body trembled. He never imagined that he used all his strength, and yet he couldn't leave a single scratch on that woman. There were taces of disappointment in his wicked eyes. He had to work harder.

Liu Rushuang glanced at the other three clan masters who looked like they wanted to challenge her. Then, she looked down at the kneeling commander Mo Ye and flatly cried, "Guards!"

On the platform, the guards dressed in black immediately walked up to Liu Rushuang and kneeled. "At your service, milady!"

"Mo Ye disrespected me. Punish him with one hundred beatings," cried Liu Rushuang coldly with no emotions on her face.

Mo Ye, I hope that you remember this lesson. Without absolute certainty, don't hastily attack!

"Yes, milady!" The two guards retreated to look for those to carry out the punishment.

Ming Ye, Lin Ye and Mei Ye felt their hearts tremble, as they glared directly at Liu Rushuang who revealed no emotions in her eyes.

This woman really was ruthless. A hundred beatings would leave one barely alive. In an instant, they lost all intentions to challenge her. The torture was not worth it.

Qing'Er noticed that Mo Ye had turned pale in the face, then glanced at Liu Rushuang.

There was nothing to say. Besides... the Young Miss was always right with everything.