Spiritual And Martial Conqueror Chapter 30

"Xiao Lan, you have always washed Shaohu's clothes. I still have so many left today, can you wash them yourself? Otherwise, I'll have to wash them until tomorrow morning." Lady Luo Lan raised her head and looked at the arrogant servant girl with a pleading look as she spoke.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'll let you wash then. If you can't finish, then don't go back tonight. Do you really think you're a young mistress? You're just a lowly servant." The servant sneered, and threw a robe on Lady Luo Lan's head.

The surrounding servants all lowered their heads, looking at Lady Luo Lan, their eyes filled with sympathy, but they did not dare say a word, this Xiao Cui was her personal servant, they did not dare offend him, furthermore, Lady Luo Lan did not have anything to do with them, and was enjoying the show.

Lady Luo Lan picked up the robe that was covering her head, her hands were already swollen. The winter was probably because she had been soaking in cold water for too long.

"Xiao Lan, I really can't finish this. How about I help you wash it next time?" Lady Luo Lan pleaded. Beside him, there was still a huge pile of clothes to be washed, and if she were to finish washing all of them, it would already be very late.

"Luo Lan, you can wash up if you want to, but you can also leave if you don't, but if you want to stay, then you have to behave and not think of yourself as Madam." At this moment, a man dressed in the attire of a high-ranking servant walked over. This man was the head steward of the laundry.

"Steward Zhao, I will wash, I will wash." Lady Luo Lan slightly nodded his head, carrying a trace of grievance, but he had no choice but to wash. If he were to leave the Lu Family, then where else could he go?

"That's more like it. Wash it clean for me, or else you'll be in a lot of trouble." Steward Zhao sneered, then smiled to the servant beside him: "Miss Xiao Lan, your weather is cold, please rest at my place. The fire is hot."

"Sure." The servant girl called Xiao Lan smiled in satisfaction and was about to leave, but suddenly, her expression changed and she shouted angrily at Lady Luo Lan: "Lowly servant, Shaohu's clothes must be placed together with other clothes, you actually washed them together with other clothes, you owe me a beating, don't you?"

"Xiao Lan, I didn't do it on purpose." Lady Luo Lan immediately said.

"You're just looking for a beating." Xiao Lan stared at Lady Luo Lan, anger flashed past her eyes, and she sent a slap towards Lady Luo Lan.

"Lowly servant, stop right now." revealed a cold smile. However, at this time, a shout came out, and a figure appeared in front of Lady Luo Lan, grabbing onto the servant Xiao Lan's wrist.

"Ahh …" Xiao Lan screamed, it was so painful that her face was twitching, and all of a sudden, the one holding onto his wrist, was Lu Shaoyu. Lu Shaoyu had originally come to look for his mother, but seeing this scene, how could he bear it?

"Lowly servant, scram." Lu Shaoyu shouted coldly, he waved his hand and threw the servant, Xiao Lan, to the ground two meters away. He stumbled backwards, and then, Xiao Lan sat on the ground with her b.u.t.t, crying from the pain.

"Mom, are you alright?" Lu Shaoyu did not bother with the servant Xiao Cui, and anxiously squatted down to Lady Luo Lan's side to ask, when he saw her mother's swollen hands, he felt as if a knife was being twisted in his heart.

"Shaoyou, why are you here? I'm fine, hurry up and leave." Seeing Lu Shaoyu urging Xiao Lan to the ground, Lady Luo Lan's first thought was that both Steward Zhao and Xiao Lan would not rest.

"Lu Shaoyu, are you trying to rebel? How dare you attack me? It seems like your previous lesson wasn't enough." At this time, Steward Zhao was already extremely angry.

"Zhao San, what did you say?" When Lu Shaoyu saw that his mother's hand was swollen, rage filled his heart. He turned and looked at Zhao San, and his eyes filled with coldness, naturally, Lu Shaoyu remembered this person, this person was one of the people who accidentally killed the original Lu Shaoyu, and then secretly threw Lu Shaoyu over the cliff. This person was a servant the Great Madam brought over from his family home, a Martial Disciple Cultivator.

Abruptly looking at the coldness in Lu Shaoyu's eyes, Zhao San could not help but be startled, as his heart skipped a beat.

"Brat, you dare to push me? You b.a.s.t.a.r.d born from a lowly servant, have you rebelled?" Xiao Lan crawled up, as though he had forgotten about the pain just now, and angrily glared at Lu Shaoyu.

At this moment, the surrounding maidservants had all retreated to the side. They did not dare to get involved in this situation.

"Xiao Lan, Shaoyou did not do it on purpose, you master does not care about this, I will wash the clothes now." Lady Luo Lan nervously and worriedly stood in front of Lu Shaoyu.

"Mom, you can leave." Lu Shaoyu gently pulled Lady Luo Lan to the side, then looked at Xiao Lan and said: "Say what you said just now again if you dare."

"What? You b.a.s.t.a.r.d, do you still want to fight? Trash, do you dare to borrow your courage? You b.a.s.t.a.r.d born from a lowly servant." Staring angrily at Lu Shaoyu, Xiao Lan said coldly. From a young age, she had followed by her young miss and learnt a few things. Although she did not have talent to become Warrior, she was not afraid of normal men.

Lu Shaoyu was enraged, he could bear to be scolded, but this servant actually dared to scold his mother? This was not something he could tolerate.

After taking in a deep breath, Lu Shaoyu gazed at Xiao Lan in front of him and smiled faintly: "Do you think I don't dare?"

"Whoosh …"

"Pah!"

Lu Shaoyu's body instantly appeared in front of Xiao Lan, at the same time, he threw a slap onto the maid Xiao Lan's face, with a clear sound, a few of the teeth immediately had traces of blood on them.

"See if I dare, you lowly servant, who do you think you are? You are just a servant of the Lu Family."

"Clap clap …"

Lu Shaoyu punched and kicked, slashing left and right, one by one landing on Xiao Lan's body, instantly knocking him down to the ground.

"Ah... "Ah …" The servant Xiao Lan screamed out one after another, causing the people around to be stunned, even Lady Luo Lan and Steward Zhao were at a loss of what to do.

"You lowly servant, now look at me and see if I dare." Lu Shaoyu did not release his anger, he immediately used his leg to continuously kick, his leg was not courteous at all, and in the end he fiercely jumped onto the body of the servant girl who was crying miserably.

"Was it your hand that wanted to attack?" Lu Shaoyu sneered, he bent over and held onto Xiao Lan's right hand, and then, with a cold laugh, he twisted with force.

"Kacha."

With her arm broken, the servant Xiao Lan was in so much pain that her voice was close to crying out, the miserable scream resonating in the washroom.

"Your mouth is cursing, right?" Lu Shaoyu then picked up a stone the size of a palm from the ground and smashed it ruthlessly into Xiao Lan's mouth.

"Kacha..."

With his teeth broken, Xiao Lan's mouth was badly mutilated. Even his miserable wails could only be heard from his throat.

"s.l.u.t, I'll spare your life today. If you dare offend me again, I'll make sure you die a cheap life." Lu Shaoyu threw the stone in his hand, patted his hands, tidied his clothes and said indifferently.

"Mother, let's go." Lu Shaoyu said indifferently as he arrived in front of Lady Luo Lan, who was still in a state of shock and panic, and supported his mother out. It was as if everything that happened just now wasn't what he had done.