"Was the former family headâs death also related to you?"
"That old thing wanted to divide my sonâs assets. Whatâs wrong with wanting him dead sooner?"
"Tsk tsk, the most venomous is a womanâs heart. You really did your job well." Yang Chuxiaâs blade glided over her face, "Back then, the fourth branch of the Luo family was brutally killed by bandits. Were those bandits hired by you?"
"Yang Chuxia, why are you asking these questions? What does it have to do with you?" Old Madam Luo thought all those words she just said must have been overheard by her.
"Of course it has to do with me!" Yang Chuxia sneered coldly, "Do you know why I came today? Old woman, if you have the courage to harm my son, you should have the courage to endure the punishment. So today, not only will I send you to heaven, but I will also ensure your reputation is ruined."
"I will record all the evil deeds youâve ever done and spread them around the streets, so you wonât be at peace even in death."
"You dare!" Old Madam Luoâs eyes bulged even more, "I truly regret not killing you when you first arrived in the Capital City."
"Heh!" Yang Chuxia laughed coldly twice, gripping the silver wires with more force. She then saw the nannyâs eyes turning whiter, her legs and hands struggling continuously, finally hanging limply, her head drooped to one side, and she was dead!
"Do you think I dare or not? The people following you are all worthless." Yang Chuxia laughed, "How should I kill you nicely?"
"This nanny had no grudge with me. Dead is just dead. But youâre different. Stabbing you with a knife feels too simple."
"Look at you, lying in bed but still not being honest, scheming all day, even trying to manipulate my cousin? Huh?"
"Yang Chuxia, kill me, and youâll pay dearly." Old Madam Luo was terrified, her mind racing with escape plans, yet after thinking for so long, she couldnât come up with a good strategy.
"That wonât be your concern."
Saying this, Yang Chuxia covered Old Madam Luoâs mouth, drawing her blade across her shoulder before leaning to her ear, "Let me tell you, the liar you hired back then never deceived my mother-in-law. She ended up marrying a good man, which led to Brother An. Isnât it a pity?"
"Do you know how Linhao returned to the Capital City? I saved him back then, wrecking several of your schemes. Isnât it disappointing?"
After saying this, she pulled out the blade and stabbed her right shoulder again, "What I hate most in my life is anyone harming my son or my husband. Youâve got some guts to kidnap my son? Huh?"
With the final sound rising, Old Madam Luoâs throat was deeply cut.
Watching her gasp her last breath, Yang Chuxia placed her back on the bed and pulled the covers over her.
She glanced around the old madamâs room; there were still many valuable items. She found a bag and bundled all the jewelry, silver ingots, and bank notes from the old madamâs dressing case, looting almost every treasure she could carry.
She also messed up the roomâs arrangement to make it look as if it had been invaded by thieves.
Skipping over Old Madam Luoâs courtyard, Yang Chuxia took the items straight to the western district of the Capital City, where the common folk lived.
A large courtyard could house dozens of families, some having over a dozen people squeezed into two rooms, which seemed rather pitiful.
She took out silver ingots from the bag and stuffed one into each household until the bag was empty, then left the western district.