The moment she lowered her head, she saw Yan Chushi's big eyes blinking up at her.
"Xixi, do you want to hide in my yard? You hit Yan Lan today. She'll definitely come to find trouble with you again. Although my father is often not at home, Yan Lan and the others are afraid of him and would not dare come here to bully us."
Although Yan Wuya's cultivation had declined, he was still a respected elder and had retained some of his strength. In addition, he had a strange temper. Although Yan Lan and the others bullied Yan Chushi outside, they did not dare do so in front of Yan Wuya.
Without the protection of her parents, Yan Xi was naturally the easiest to bully.
Yan Xi rejected Yan Chushi's suggestion without any hesitation.
"I can hide here for a while, but can I hide here forever? Even if I hide here for the next few days, what will happen when I leave?" Yan Xi raised her eyebrows at Yan Chushi's concern.
Yan Chushi's face scrunched up in contemplation. Slowly, he clenched his little hands.
Yan Xi was right.
Whether it was Yan Lan or her lackeys, bullying him and Yan Xi was their hobby.
He was somewhat safe since his father was still alive. However, when it came to Yan Xi, after her uncle died, no one protected her anymore.
Yan Xi saw him thinking and smiled.
She did not disguise her personality and had no intention of living a life of compromise like the original owner of her body. Yan Xi believed in taking an eye for an eye!
However, since she did not intend to hide this, she had to give a reasonable explanation for the change in her personality.
Yan Xi looked at Yan Chushi, her voice soft and calm, as if she was talking about something insignificant. "Today, Yan Lan accused me of stealing the ice jade at the training grounds. Everyone knew that I didn't steal it. However, no one was willing to tell the truth except you. Everyone stood by the side and watched as I was almost beaten to death."
Yan Chushi's heart clenched when he heard this, and he felt waves of sadness and anger washing over him.
Everyone knew that Yan Lan did not like Yan Xi. She ordered Yan Xi around like a servant and often deliberately found reasons to beat or scold her.
Yan Xi looked at him, a sharp glint in her dark eyes. "Chushi, today's events made me understand. No matter how much we suffer, these bullies will never stop hurting us! The more we swallow our anger, the easier they'll think we are to bully. Therefore, from now on, I will never allow myself to be bullied by anyone!"
Hearing her words, Yan Chushi, who was standing beside her, took a deep breath. He looked at Yan Xi with determination and said with unusual seriousness, " Xixi, even if no one believes you, I will still stand by your side!"
His soft face was unbearably cute, but his expression was as serious as if he was making an oath.
"Yes, I believe in you, Chushi." Yan Xi could not help but ruffle his hair. Her eyes were warm, and her expression was confident. "Don't worry. If they dare come looking for trouble, I'll beat them up."
"But what if we can't win? I'm trash... I can't even compare to them," Yan Chushi said softly, looking a little depressed.
Although he did not know what method Yan Xi used to defeat Yan Lan today, Yan Lan and the others could cultivate. He was forever at the first level of the Body Tempering Realm, and Yan Xi could not cultivate. The gap between them would only get bigger and bigger. And... Yan Xi had also offended the Holy Son...
All their bullies were so much stronger than them...
In the face of absolute power, sneak attacks and hidden techniques were all useless.
In the beginning, he had struggled and resisted, but in the end, he had been ruthlessly beaten. Later on, he realized that if he did not resist, he would be beaten less.
They were trash—born to be despised and bullied.
Looking at Yan Chushi's listless and lifeless eyes, Yan Xi unhappily bent her fingers and pinched his soft cheek.
He had no backbone. In her previous life, she would have whipped him into shape.
They may be useless people who could not cultivate, but they would not be cowards who gave up before the battle even started!
Yan Chushi cried out in pain and snapped out of his reverie. He raised his head and looked at the person beside him with his watery eyes.
She was staring at him with a serious expression that he had never seen before. She said slowly, "Chushi, if you look down on yourself, don't expect others to look up to you. If you lose even the spirit and courage to resist, that is when you truly fail." The girl's obsidian eyes held an inexplicable calming power.
Yan Chushi stared blankly at the person in front of him, who was in high spirits. He felt as if something was growing in his heart.
After a while, he clenched his fists and pouted with determination. There was a light in his eyes that had never been seen before. "Yes! Xixi, I'll remember this."
Yan Xi still did not know that her words today had silently planted a small seed in Yan Chushi's heart. In the near future, it would grow into a towering tree and Yan Chushi would become a fearsome warrior who would shake the world.
At the same time, in a dark corner, a pair of dazzling golden eyes slowly opened. The man's lips curled up slightly. "Ah, little girl…"
Yan Xi seemed to hear something and instantly looked around alertly.
At this time, it was spring, and the reeds fluttered gently under the warm sun. There seemed to be no one else here except her and Yan Chushi.
Was she hallucinating?
Yan Chushi noticed Yan Xi's sudden change and looked around nervously. "Xixi, there's no one here. What are you looking for?"
"It's nothing." Yan Xi shook her head, but her eyes inadvertently glanced at her bracelet. There seemed to be a flash of light on the bracelet just now.
After taking note of this, Yan Xi planned to go back to her house.
Yan Chushi was worried and said that as a man, he had the responsibility to escort his cousin back.
Yan Xi silently looked at the little boy who only reached her waist and agreed before he got upset.
Yan Xi remembered that after the original owner's parents died, there was still an old servant, Aunt Wang, who had been with her.
Aunt Wang was her mother's wet nurse. After Yan Wufeng and Su Yue's death, the people who had been taking care of the original owner of the body had all run away, leaving only Aunt Wang who had never abandoned her, taking care of her like her own daughter.
In Yan Xi's heart, Aunt Wang was her family.
Before Yan Xi entered the courtyard, she heard a grating voice.
"Old woman! Did you even wash the clothes? Are you blind? Can't you see there's such a big stain still left?"