Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress Chapter 72 - It's Hard To Be The Clan Leader

Chapter 72: It’s Hard To Be The Clan Leader

Translator: Paperplane

Liu Rushuang glanced up at the Great Elder and responded, “Mhm, one must accept the outcome of a bet.”

“A little girl like you, fighting with so many big men! Whatever next?” said the Great Elder as he shot a look of dissatisfaction at Liu Rushuang.

Liu Rushuang saw the Great Elder as an antique. “How about I find you next for a friendly martial arts fight,” she said flatly with a grin.

The Great Elder really wanted to slap Liu Rushuang’s oval face. What use was it to make her memorize the Confucian moral injunctions for women?

He snorted, then continued eating. This little girl p.i.s.ses people off and doesn’t pay with her life.

The Second Elder took one bite, then spoke with a matter-of-fact tone of voice. “Girl, visit me tomorrow. There were many accounts from last year which haven’t been handled.”

The Third Elder smiled softly at Liu Rushuang. “You promised to play Xiangqi with me. How about the day after tomorrow? I’m free the day after tomorrow,” he said warmly.

Liu Rushuang clenched her fists and chewed her food fiercely. Do they not even bother asking if she’s free? She wanted to go see the small animals around the canyon…

The Fourth Elder glanced at Liu Rushuang. “Girl, it’s my turn three days from now. I wrote a new song on the Guqin which you will definitely like,” he said with an elegant voice.

There was a hostile glow in Liu Rushuang’s eyes, as she glanced at the four elders. “Mhm, I’ll visit,” she replied unwillingly.

The Fourth Elder smiled. They knew that this girl may look cold and reserved, but she was actually an innocent little girl.

“Milady, the Medical House improved the ointment recipe. Later, you must order men to come and collect it. It will be hard to avoid being injured in the deep valley,” said the old doctor with the youthful eyebrows and beard, proudly. He looked healthy and strong, unlike a doctor but more like a martial arts expert.

Liu Rushuang shot a glance at the old doctor. “Mhm, I will order men to collect it,” she replied.

“Milady, Blood Feast is now increasingly on the rise, so much so that we, in management, feel that there’s not enough people to help out. So, we would like to ask you to send us more men when you have time,” sincerely said a thirty or so year old commander with a tanned face and skinny body.

Liu Rushuang glanced over at him. “Mhm, that can be arranged,” she said flatly with a grin.

Then, she turned her head and looked over at Clan Master Ming Ye. “Ming Ye, send a few men over later,” she ordered.

Ming Ye gritted his teeth and blinked his fox-like eyes. “Xuewu, the expert a.s.sa.s.sins are injured, so we cannot send them out right now,” he replied with a forced smile.

Liu Rushuang’s lips twitched, as she glanced at Lin Ye. “Lin Ye, send several men for the commanders later,” she said with a dull voice.

Lin Ye’s face creased at the thought of having his advanced a.s.sa.s.sins complete trivial ch.o.r.es. Wouldn’t that be a waste of their talent?

“Milady, most of the advanced a.s.sa.s.sins must go on a training mission. I’m afraid we won’t be able to gather many people,” he said with a faint smile.

Liu Rushuang looked at the former clan leader and grunted coldly on the inside. When she was an expert a.s.sa.s.sin, she had to do several months of trivial ch.o.r.es. Back then, he didn’t care about whether she had missions or training to go to. It goes without saying that Clan Master Lin Ye was really thoughtful when it came to his subordinates’ prospects.

Now that she thought about it, she was truly stupid and naive back then! Why did she have to listen what this fox said?

She turned her head and swiftly glanced at Mo Ye. She beat him half to death. Would it be weird for her to ask him to do something for her?

Then, her gaze sank as she glared at Mei Ye. “Mei Ye, then I’ll leave this to you,” she said with a deep and resounding voice.

Mei Ye smiled sweetly, but shook his finger and rejected her. “Most of my subordinates are under five years old. If they go, how can they possibly be of any help?”

Cold sweat ran down Liu Rushuang’s face. Why did she used to think that being the clan leader would be easy?