Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Chapter 2429: Chapter 2429: Murder! Help!

“Who… who are you people?”

They were just gossiping a bit, how come they ended up getting beaten?

In this village, who doesn’t gossip? Chatting about people is already a post-meal habit, how did it escalate to violence?

Also, who are they, and what right do they have to hit people?

“What right do you have to hit people?”

Afraid that An Jiuyue might hit them again, she took a few steps back, trying to distance herself from her.

But recalling how Sister Mei was sent flying earlier while they stood far away, she became even more flustered. Who are these people, and how can they strike from a distance?

“What right do you have to hit people? Isn’t it right to hit someone with a filthy mouth?”

An Jiuyue stepped forward, lifted Auntie Mei up, and slapped her right across her face.

“Looking at you, you’re shameless. Since you never had any dignity to begin with, why don’t I just tear this fake skin off your face?”

Saying this, she made a move to reach for Auntie Mei’s face.

“Ah, no!”

Auntie Mei screamed in fear, covering her face with her hands.

Her face, which had just been slapped, stung like fire, and she felt as though half of it had been smashed to pieces.

What do these people want? She hadn’t offended them, she was just gossiping a little. Besides, she was gossiping about An Jiuyue, what did it have to do with them?

In recent years, both Qian Jiyun and An Jiuyue had undergone tremendous changes in image and demeanor. These village women, who hadn’t seen much of them, understandably didn’t recognize them.

“Help, murder, help!”

She struggled, trying to escape An Jiuyue’s grip, terrified that this fearsome woman might really peel her face off.

Just a moment ago, without saying a word, she had floored her, and the pain—she was still hurting terribly even now, her bones felt broken.

Another woman, witnessing the scene, was scared and wanted to run.

But she was so frightened that her legs turned to jelly, and as soon as she took a step, she fell right onto the ground.

“Help… help… don’t, don’t come over, I didn’t say anything, it was her, it was all her.” She was also afraid An Jiuyue would come and peel her face.

But she hadn’t said anything bad about An Jiuyue—in fact, when Sister Mei badmouthed her, she had defended her.

This had nothing to do with her, right?

Please don’t come over, don’t peel her face off.

An Jiuyue glanced sideways at the woman and didn’t bother with her, but the one in her hand, she couldn’t let go.

“Auntie Mei, my An Jiuyue is the eldest daughter of a dukedom. A mere scholar isn’t worthy to even carry her shoes. If I ever hear you saying anything you shouldn’t again, you know what could happen to you, right?”

Killing, that wasn’t necessary—gossipers were plenty in the village.

But having someone dare to gossip about her family was a first, and she couldn’t let that slide.

“Jiyun, what do you think we should do about this?”

“With a filthy-mouthed aunt like this, it’s likely her nephew isn’t any good either. Scholar? He’s unworthy. I’ll send someone to the county government to strip him of his title.”

Qian Jiyun said bluntly.

Anyone who dared speak of his sister had to pay the price. Just a beating wasn’t enough.