The expansive white room was sparsely furnished, with only a wooden table and a single luxurious chair occupying the space. On the chair sat a woman, her beauty as striking as the pristine surroundings. Her skin was fair and flawless, her hair a cascading waterfall of blonde waves. With piercing green eyes and a serene expression, she appeared to be in her late thirties, exuding an air of mature elegance. Her blonde locks were neatly tucked into a bun, accentuated by the rich red robes that enveloped her figure, exposing only her head.

Her robe was wrapped tightly around her neck, concealing every inch of her skin. The sleeves were long and flowed down to cover her hands thoroughly as if she were being swallowed by the fabric. She held herself with a sense of poise and grace, her posture straight and elegant.

She was writing on the paper as she worked.

*Knock* *Knock*

"Come in," The blonde woman said.

The door opened, and a man walked in. The man was handsome; he had long black hair and wore smooth white clothes, creating a beautiful contrast. However, his nervous expression and hunched shoulders, displaying his low confidence, made him look weak. He looked at the blonde woman and nervously spoke, "Um... Ua... Did you call me... Mother?"

"Yeah, it was about your father... He died in a mission," The blonde woman said without any emotion on her face. She writes something on paper and doesn't even look at her son.

The man's eyes opened wide, and his jaw dropped. He couldn't believe his heart and asked, "Mother... Do... What... Is it true?"

"It's true and now get out," the blonde woman frowned and spoke.

The man shut his mouth. Seeing his mother get angry, he walked out.

After he walks out, his expression becomes calm, and his hunched shoulder raises as he becomes an entirely different man.

"Well, well... It's seems my father died, and this mother is someone doesn't care about me, so I'm alone," The man said.

As he walked out of the building, suddenly he felt danger coming behind him; he turned and saw a woman with a dagger in her hand running towards him. The woman was fast, and the man never experienced something like that before. He froze there, but he moved a little, and the dagger plunged into his shoulder. He felt shape pain and blood quickly started coming out. He also felt dizzy. He saw a woman's face was shocked but also strange happiness in her eyes as she ran away.

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"Madam Liu, Madam Liu, young master Kai has been stabbed by someone outside of the building," an anxious girl's voice sounded outside of the room.

Madam Liu, the blonde woman, heard, and she turned and jumped out of the window as she landed on the road. She saw a crowd gathering at one place. She jumped over the crowd and looked at her son, who was picked up by two men.

"Bring me Green Herbs, water, and bandage," Madam Liu said to the maid.

Maid nodded, and she went inside the building.

"Bring him inside," Madam Liu said, and the two men nodded, brought Liu Kai inside, and placed him on the soft sofa.

Madam Liu reached out to tear her sleeve but stopped and looked at the two men, "Go out and close the door. other than my maid, no one is allowed."

"Yes, Madam."

"Yes, Madam."

Those two said and left.

Madam Liu looked at her son. She reached her hands around her son's robe sleeves and tore off. Then she took out the dagger, and blood gushed, but before it got too much out, she warped her son's shirt cloth around the wound.

She pressed there, stopping the blood. Soon, a maid came in.

"Stop his blood immediately and bandage him," Madam Liu said, and the maid nodded as she got to the work.

After stopping her son's bleeding, Madam Liu looked at her maid, "Go and fetch antidote."

Maid nodded and went outside to bring the antidote while Madam Liu looked up at the ceiling and called, "Come down."

As she spoke, a person fell from the ceiling. The person was covered in entirely black clothes, not exposing any part of the skin. The person had a slim and graceful body but a flat chest, as it was difficult to know if it was a woman or a man.

"Yes, Madam," the person spoke, and his voice didn't sound like that of a man or woman.

"Find who is responsible for this, find it and let city people know what's the result of slapping my face is," Madam Liu said.

The person nodded and disappeared.

Madam Liu looked at her son momentarily before leaving the room.

---

Madam Liu looked at the woman who attacked her son; she looked at this woman who seemed older than her.

"Why did you attack Kai?" Madam Liu was calm as she asked.

"Why? You... You don't remember me?" The woman's eyes were wide, full of hatred.

"Shut the fuck up and tell me your reason?" Madam Liu wasn't bothered by the hatred in the woman's eyes and words.

The woman gritted her teeth as she screamed and rushed to Madam Liu, but before she took two more steps, a black-clothed person appeared and broke her legs.

The black-clothed person doesn't care about the screaming woman; the person looks at Madam Liu and says, "Madam, this woman's son committed suicide when we took away her son's business."

"Oh, so it's just a small grudge, huh?" Madam Liu doesn't have any expression, "Well then, kill her and throw her in the center of the city."

"Yes, madam."

"Also, call my sister... I don't want anyone to attack my useless son anymore; otherwise, I will lose face in the business world," Madam Liu added.

"Yes, Madam."

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In the opulent room, a stunning woman stood. Her nude form glistened in the soft light, casting a golden glow over her curvaceous figure. She ran her fingers through the tangles of blonde curls that covered her lower parts, admiring their softness and unruliness. The scent of jasmine lingered in the air, adding to the sensual atmosphere of the room. She was a work of art, a masterpiece of curves and flawless skin.

"Hm... I never shaved myself, should I shave or never shave them like my older sister?"

The woman troubled as she thought of this question.