C1 Bad reputation

"Heh heh, isn't this the trash that only appears once in a hundred years in Jun Family?!"

"That's right, there's actually no spiritual root. Tsk tsk, tsk, looks so ugly. What a joke."

"This kind of trash without spiritual root still dares to think about our Third Prince?! He is truly a toad wanting to eat swan meat!"

Be quiet, this is the young miss of the Jun Family, aren't you afraid of getting revenge?

"What are you afraid of? Why is she so shameless? Isn't she just lying here with her clothes on and trying to seduce people? Since she's so shameless, why would she be afraid of others talking about it?"

Jun Qiran felt that she was hearing something very noisy. She slowly opened her eyes and saw a blinding white light.

She narrowed her eyes and covered most of the sunlight with her hands before she was able to slightly see the scene before her.

Jun Qiran vigilantly looked around, and when the cold wind blew, Jun Qiran subconsciously lowered his head.

At this moment, the girl's beautiful body was only covered by a thin layer of gauze. On her snow-white skin, there were still many bruises which were faintly discernible, causing one to be lost in reverie.

"This piece of trash woke up. Tsk, tsk, he actually didn't die."

One of the big sized man curled his lips, he stood arrogantly in front of Jun Qiran, his expression was cold, and his tone was filled with regret.

Jun Qiran stood up and raised his head. His sharp eyes narrowed, as if he was looking at a ten thousand year old Ice.

Trash?

As the only cultivator in the modern world, the term trash had never belonged to her.

The man was stunned. His hair stood on end as he was stared at by the gaze. For a moment, he was unable to speak.

"Humph!" What are you looking at? Be careful that I don't dig out your eyeballs for you! "

The man stared fixedly at Jun Qiran. He was actually frightened by a trash that didn't have a spiritual root, this was simply great humiliation!

"Heh ?" Jun Qiran laughed coldly. She carelessly lifted the strands of hair in front of her forehead, and her eyes shone with a faint, cold light. "If you have the guts, then say it again."

"Pah! You're just a piece of trash. You have a mother and no mother, you son of a bitch. Say it a hundred times and it'll be the same ?"

Before the man finished his sentence, a mournful scream seemed to pierce through the clouds!

He had initially been arrogant, but now he was kneeling on the ground. He covered his eyes with his hands, but blood still flowed from the gaps between his fingers.

What was originally a small eye now only had two black holes, making it look horrifying.

"You! Slut! I will kill you! "

With miserable shrieks that seemed like they were going to burst people's eardrums, Jun Qiran casually threw the two balls of objects in his hands onto the ground, as if they were trash of some sort.

A dark shadow descended from her eyes as she looked disdainfully at the man who bared her fangs and brandished her claws. The calmness in her eyes was frightening.

The initial ridicule from the crowd, all the laughter disappeared in an instant, the way they looked at Jun Qiran was as though they were looking at a monster.

How is this possible?!

That person was a well-known local hooligan, and his strength was also a Qi Disciple level 2 cultivator! And this woman was just a piece of trash that couldn't cultivate!

However, out of everyone present, not a single person was able to clearly see how this' trash 'had attacked!

Jun Qiran scoffed, and firmly stepped on the big sized man's face: "Remember, if there's a next time, it won't be as simple as just a pair of eyes."

Jun Qiran withdrew her leg, and a tinge of coldness could be seen in her clear and cold eyes.

She raised her head. The noon sunlight was exceptionally bright and dazzling.

According to the original owner's memories, the original owner was bewitched by his sister to wear revealing clothes to seduce his fiance.

In the end, not only did he not see his fiance, he was also thrown out by the blind guard.

As for the bruises and purplish bruises on his body, they had been 'accidentally' made by the guards.

Jun Qiran lowered her eyes and sneered. She was sure that her so-called sister had contacted those guards well, and was waiting for the original owner to fall into her trap!

Suddenly, a clear voice came out of nowhere, Jun Yanran looked at Jun Qiran in surprise and hesitation.

"Elder sister, why are you here?"

Jun Yanran was dressed in a bright red, gold and clouds red t-shirt, her beautiful face like a lotus that caught the eye.

She walked over step by step like a lotus flower, and the worry on her face was as if she was truly worried for Jun Qiran's safety.

Jun Qiran looked at the person in front of her coldly, her eyes seemed to have ten thousand years of cultivation.

"Big sister, where is your father's face going when you make him like this? As a woman, how can you be so shameless!"

Jun Yanran's large eyes were suddenly filled with tears, as if he was in deep grief.

The speed at which he changed his appearance was astonishing.

Hm, perfect acting.

Jun Qiran looked at the person in front of him without changing his expression.

He had yet to say a word, but she had pushed him into a position where he could not follow the path of a woman.

"Take off your shirt." Jun Qiran did not plan to explain further.

Jun Qiran knew that under these circumstances, even if he were to waste his breath trying to explain, no one would believe him.

"Sis, what are you talking about, Sis?" Jun Yanran couldn't react for a while.

"What, can't you hear me clearly with your ears covered in feces?!" Jun Qiran stared back at the other party coldly, his expression full of disdain.

The corner of Jun Yanran's mouth stiffened, her teeth tightly biting on her red lips, as though she had suffered a great grievance.

"You won't listen to me?!" Jun Qiran raised his voice slightly, and said unceremoniously.

The hierarchy of the Eastern Continent was similar to that of ancient times, while the direct descendants were like mothers. It was impossible to cross this chasm.

Jun Yanran's eyes turned cold, and continued: "I don't dare!"

"Then what are you still saying!" Jun Qiran said.

Hearing the discussions of the crowd, Jun Yanran's face turned darker and darker like a color palette.

Her hands clenched into fists as cold sweat poured out from her back. She kept feeling that the person before her had undergone some sort of essential change from the past ?

Hmph, once news of today's events spread, even if this little bitch's reputation was ruined, she would still want to see what abilities she has.

"Elder sister, here." Jun Yanran intentionally bit the word direct sister, his eyes full of malice.

Jun Qiran took the outer garment from Jun Yanran and said with a smile across her face:

"That's more like it. I'll definitely report this to grandfather when we get back!"

Jun Qiran tied his belt and left.

Everyone looked at this ordinary looking person with extraordinary temperament and began to secretly be fearful.

This good-for-nothing young lady of the Jun Family seemed to be slightly different from the rumors outside ?