The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space

A burst of mocking laughter immediately echoed around them.

Although it was faint, because there were no other people or objects around, and several people laughed simultaneously, the sound came across exceptionally clear.

Peng Jing frowned and looked at the few Shadow Guards around her with faces full of disdain. "What do you mean by this? What are you laughing at? You're just a bunch of servants—how dare you mock your master! Believe it or not, I'll have someone punish you as soon as we get back! And besides, did I say anything wrong? How can a village girl ever compare to me, a proper lady?"

"We indeed are servants, but we are not your servants," Mark, Shadow Guard Number Four, who was usually taciturn, couldn't hold back this time. He directly glared at her, "Our sister-in-law is indeed a village girl, but so what? What does her being a village girl have to do with anything? You, a proper lady, aren't even worth a strand of her hair." After speaking, he casually turned around and tossed a piece of meat toward Xiaohei, not even bothering to spare Peng Jing another glance.

Xiaohei leapt up and caught the meat, quickly gulping it down in two bites. Although he could hunt plenty of prey on his own, eating like this was still kind of fun.

"You…" Peng Jing's face darkened. "How dare you! A servant like you dares to openly insult me?" She stood up, ready to rush over and hit Shadow Guard Number Four. "Let's see if I don't teach you a lesson!"

But she was stopped by Gu Qingheng.

"Gu Qingheng, deal with him immediately!" Peng Jing demanded as she glared at him. "Beat him with a rod and make him kneel to apologize to me! Hey—let go, let go, you're hurting me!" She struggled to wrench her arm away from his grip, but his hand felt like it was about to crush her wrist. Tears started welling up in her eyes from the pain.

Gu Qingheng simply let out a cold chuckle and, with a show of force, flung her to the ground. "Mark is right—you're not even worth a strand of my wife's hair. Also, they're my brothers, and you have no right to boss them around."

"You…" Peng Jing ended up sitting on the sandy ground. It didn't hurt, but humiliation overwhelmed her—her pride was shattered.

"And furthermore, all this time, you still haven't figured out your position." Gu Qingheng, full of disdain, bent down slightly and stared at Peng Jing. "Right now, we're the ones rescuing you. If you keep acting so outrageously, I don't care who you are—I'll just leave you here as wolf bait."

"You wouldn't dare!" Peng Jing screamed indignantly.

"Keep it up, and see if I dare or not!" Gu Qingheng's tone grew increasingly severe. "And let me remind you—it was my brothers who risked their lives to rescue you from the Yuan army. Even their water has been given to you to drink. So don't even think about hitting them—you're not even qualified to insult them!"

"You…" For a moment, Peng Jing abruptly stood up. "You're all bullying me! How could you do this to me—are you not ashamed in front of my grandfather?"

"General Peng spent his entire life upholding honor, serving the country and the people with utmost dedication. He treated his soldiers as if they were his own kin," Gu Qingheng stood up fully, towering over her. "And you—you're nothing but a disgrace to him."

"Gu Qingheng, you're insulting me too?" Due to their height difference, Peng Jing, though standing, had to tilt her head upward to look at him. "Did I beg you to come save me? If you're so capable, you should've just left me alone!"

Gu Qingheng's hands, clasped behind his back, formed tight fists, with veins bulging on the back of them. If it weren't for the orders from above, requiring him to honor and protect General Peng's descendants, he truly wanted to slap this woman straight into the air.