Ten years had passed, yet the entrance to Ji Mansion remained bright and resplendent.
Standing before the gates of Ji Mansion, Ji Ruyan felt it was as loathsome as ever, just as it had always made her feel disgusted.
Her presence irritated the servant guarding the gate, and he stepped forward to shoo her away, "Where did this bumpkin come from? Off with you! Is the doorstep of Ji Mansion a place you can stand?"
The servant's words were filled with scorn, dismissing her without a second thought.
Ji Ruyan snorted coldly and rewarded him with a hefty slap across his face.
The servant, seeing stars, was outraged, "Who the hell do you think you are, daring to hit me? Someone, come! Throw this insolent wretch out!"
"Yes!"
Two other servants guarding the door rushed over, their fists raised and ready to charge at Ji Ruyan.
