Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack-Chapter 1302 - 1282:

But Hua Sicheng obviously doesn’t want to believe this answer, he clenches his fists tightly: "Luo Shiqi, what do you think gives me the right to lower my status and act personally?"

"Because your subordinates are not as skilled as others, and neither are you." Luo Qianqian hesitated slightly, the inevitable answer had already slipped out.

Yan chuckled on the side, this is indeed the truth, Cultivators are significantly superior in all aspects compared to ordinary people, not to mention they are the elite among Cultivators?

This is also why even those who have barely begun their journey as Cultivators are prohibited from entering the military; Cultivators cannot partake in battles among commoners.

And when war breaks out between two countries, the battles among commoners only make up a small fraction; the real victory is determined by duels between the Cultivators of the two nations.

So as a General, Hua Sicheng, is certainly not a Cultivator, even Luo Qianqian is well aware of this.

"Alright, hurry up and say what you need to, then scram, we need to play ’Fighting the Landlord’ later." Luo Qianqian looked at Hua Sicheng with disdain, as if looking at a dish.

"Hehe, who do you think would make me personally come after you?" Hua Sicheng’s tone towards Luo Qianqian softened, resembling someone admitting defeat.

Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes: "If it’s not those Princes, then it’s the Snow Palace, right? I’m afraid of the Snow Palace, but certainly not afraid of you, a mere General?"

Hua Sicheng’s reputation surely cannot surpass Old Master Hua. With Luo Qianqian’s status in the Nine Heavens Pavilion, why would she care? Even without the Nine Heavens Pavilion, based on her skills alone, she wouldn’t look up to such a person—lacking in strength yet with a foul attitude, resorting to poisoning, truly shameless.

However, there’s another point that cannot be denied.

Even if Hua Sicheng can’t hold his own before Luo Qianqian and her companions, returning to the Snow Palace, he’s still the country’s General, the pinnacle of military power among commoners.

Yan frowned, glancing at Luo Qianqian: "Isn’t it obvious that this is the work of someone from the Han family?"

Luo Qianqian calmly nodded, surely there’s no need to ask such a question? It’s just a game.

Yet Hua Sicheng was stunned: "...What exactly do you all know?"

A hint of contempt flashed across Luo Qianqian’s face, then she looked sincere, leaned forward gaze locked on Hua Sicheng: "I know nothing, so what, are you planning to tell us something?"

"If you marry me, I assure you safety, and promise you wealth and glory." Hua Sicheng smiled confidently at Luo Qianqian: "You know the rules of the General’s Mansion, a lifetime commitment to one partner, who else can promise such a thing?"

Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes speechlessly, can she just say that she doesn’t mind having multiple wives and concubines? Ideally three hundred consorts, providing her with ample personal space.

Do they really think of her as the kind of woman who rarely steps out of her home? She truly dislikes these terms that resemble someone who’s suffered great grievances, such terms are normal in her world anyway.

"Too bad, you’re ugly, incompetent, unable to take hits, untalented, I’m not interested, huh?" Luo Qianqian’s thin lips parted slightly, and the harsh words were spoken.

Hua Sicheng’s initially smug face turned furious at Luo Qianqian’s words.

How can a dignified Great General continuously lose face to Luo Qianqian? How can she tolerate this?

"Then just wait for your demise!" Hua Sicheng looked at Luo Qianqian with a cold smile.

"How will I die?" Luo Qianqian looked at Hua Sicheng’s demeanor, appearing quite cheerful, she asked: "You probably don’t think that ’Thousand Days Drunk’ could do anything to me, right?"

Hua Sicheng suddenly remembered the effect of ’Thousand Days Drunk’, looked at Luo Qianqian in disbelief: "How did you wake up? How could you possibly without an antidote..."

"Quite fortunately, I’m naturally resistant to poison, if it were Snow Palace’s Three Lifetimes, I’d be somewhat interested, but for me, this truly isn’t a big deal." Luo Qianqian tilted her cute face at the two standing people: "Right?"

"Yes, next time try Three Lifetimes then." Yan cooperated with Luo Qianqian earnestly, without any awareness that such words might be shocking to others.

Huangfu Yihui cooperated just as well, glancing at the fallen Hua Sicheng with disdain, nodded lightly. He didn’t even dare speak this way to Luo Qianqian, yet proposes marriage—such attitude, even if marrying only one person in a lifetime, what’s the point?...

"Honestly, using family, have you considered how Hua Nianyi would think of you after knowing the truth?" Luo Qianqian looked at Hua Sicheng without a care: "Luckily my family doesn’t have such people, otherwise I’d be enraged to death."

Hua Sicheng listened to Luo Qianqian’s words, his palms clenched slightly.

He doesn’t want this, but what choice does he have now? There’s no room for regret, it’s either success or death.

"Humph, fallen into your hands, I accept my fate, whether to kill or skin me, do as you please!" Hua Sicheng’s face showed unwillingness, but he said no more.

Luo Qianqian stood up, calmly grabbed Hua Sicheng’s body, lifted, and threw him out the window.

With a "bang", dust flew downstairs as Luo Qianqian calmly shut the window, no longer paying any mind to the scene below.

"Guess if it’s Snow Palace’s people or the Imperial Clan’s people? Is their target the Nine Heavens Pavilion or me?" Luo Qianqian calmly washed her hands, as if she had touched something filthy moments ago, then sat back down.

"It can’t be Snow Palace." Yan said calmly: "If it were Snow Palace using poison, they’d choose fast-acting drugs, not slow ones, plus complete antidotes. Even though Nine Heavens Pavilion lacks people, crafting this in three years shouldn’t be a problem."

What’s considered lacking people?

Luo Qianqian looked at Yan awkwardly, clearly when they arrived it was much better than when she first came, right? At that time, she had to run errands herself.

"Right, hand over the item." Yan calmly stretched out his hand.

Luo Qianqian was momentarily stunned before realizing what he wanted, she rolled her eyes: "Use it sparingly, I didn’t bring much, if it were like Banlangen, that would be in abundance." She handed the item without hesitation.

"..." When faced with new terms from Luo Qianqian, if they didn’t understand them, they could smoothly ignore them now.

"Now the Imperial City has rushed over, my Second Uncle should arrive soon, right?" Luo Qianqian slightly frowned, took out the Jade Pendant.

"Second Uncle, Second Uncle, this is Potato, please respond after receiving."

"Potato, Potato, this is Sweet Potato, what’s up Potato?" Luo Xihan’s voice came from the Jade Pendant, Luo Qianqian exhaled a sigh of relief.

"Second Uncle, where are you guys now? I’m to the point of growing mold here."

"Get more sun and it won’t be easy to mold." Luo Xihan laughed heartily: "We’re just outside the city now, we’ll be able to enter by morning."