Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling

Chapter 1233 - 1229: Was I a Scoundrel Before?

Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling

Chapter 1233 - 1229: Was I a Scoundrel Before?

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Chapter 1233: Chapter 1229: Was I a Scoundrel Before?

The bizarre and absurd situation was perfectly resolved with just one audacious remark from Yun Ran.

Even the so-called Clan Elders, who were initially wary of Yun Ran, turned to fear.

This change made Yun Ran’s gaze darken a bit more.

Inside Yun Ran’s mind, it was still a blank, yet she instinctively felt that she needed to do something about the situation before her.

She couldn’t just turn and leave directly like this, or it might leave some hidden dangers.

Touching the string of beads on her wrist, Yun Ran thought for a moment, then removed the beads and tossed them in front of those people.

"This is my gift to you!"

At this moment, Yun Ran did not know that she had prepared in advance before she lost consciousness, putting away all the important items.

The items she carried were all things that seemed valuable but wouldn’t affect her in any way.

The leading old man, without any discomfort from Yun Ran’s disrespectful action, actually became more respectful.

He picked up the beads from the ground with both hands and then saw that the beads were inscribed with numerous talismans.

Who could have imagined that these seemingly unremarkable beads were actually very powerful Magic Artifacts?

Now, everyone’s attitude towards Yun Ran became even more respectful.

It didn’t matter that it wasn’t dark yet, even if it were, they could carry torches to escort her to the Zhen.

"Please wait, I’ll have someone prepare a bull cart right away!"

The leading old man, who previously relied on his status and age to call Yun Ran a young friend, now directly addressed her with honorifics.

Yun Ran didn’t care about the changes, as long as she achieved her purpose.

Soon, the bull cart arrived, and instead of disgusting wood boards, it was covered with clean dry grass.

Yun Ran didn’t insist on unnecessary refinement, she sat directly on it.

The bull cart swayed until the sky turned dark and they finally arrived at the Zhen.

A sudden rush of hoofbeats sounded behind them, prompting the bull cart driver to instinctively pull over to give way.

Yun Ran didn’t refuse, since she completely did not remember who she was, naturally, she had no reason to provoke any unnecessary trouble.

However, she didn’t want to provoke unnecessary people yet didn’t know that she herself was a major trouble in others’ eyes.

The hoofbeats drew near the bull cart and gradually stopped.

Initially, Yun Ran didn’t pay attention, continuing to rest with her eyes closed.

Until she noticed numerous gazes falling on her, Yun Ran then opened her eyes.

And saw a vast crowd of people staring at her, assessing her.

Yun Ran’s eyes instinctively turned a bit dangerous, her body following suit and tensing, seemingly ready to show them a thing or two in the next second.

As for the bull cart driver, by now he had already shrunk to the other side, hiding his body in the shadow of the ox.

Yun Ran didn’t speak first, confronting those people.

Suddenly, the people who had been standing, uniformly knelt down: "Greetings, Lord Divine Envoy!"

Yun Ran: ...

What Yun Ran didn’t know was that the black robe she wore was a symbol of identity, and no one dared to wear it casually.

Forgetting everything, Yun Ran still maintained a stern face, whether she was truly Lord Divine Envoy or these people had mistaken her, she showed no abnormality.

Only the bull cart driver, whose legs trembled with fear.

Although they had previously suspected this woman was difficult, they hadn’t expected that she was indeed Lord Divine Envoy.

Thinking back to their earlier intention to almost make a move to kill this woman...

Panic, fear, swept over the bull cart driver, and he ultimately fainted away.

Yun Ran’s full attention was on those kneeling before her.

Though still pondering internally, her tone remained steady: "Stand up~"

Yun Ran’s composure further confirmed that her identity was genuine.

The group waited respectfully for Yun Ran’s instructions.

Yun Ran’s gaze quickly scanned the people slightly bowing their heads, not daring to meet her eyes directly.

In her mind, she instantly understood one thing; the identity of Lord Divine Envoy must be remarkably influential, preventing any form of provocation.

The lack of provocation implied that these people wouldn’t challenge her.

And for someone injured and without memory for unknown reasons, this was excellent.

Yun Ran promptly issued orders matter-of-factly: "Make arrangements for me to travel with you!"

Indeed, just as Yun Ran had guessed, no one dared to question Lord Divine Envoy.

Instantly, someone stepped forward to help guide the bull cart into the city, even though darkness had fallen and the city gate was closed.

That was only true for ordinary people; for this group, the gatekeeper hurried over to open the gate.

Their waist remained bent throughout, plastered with a smile, nodding obsequiously.

Yun Ran adapted well to it all.

At this moment, Yun Ran somewhat believed she was indeed Lord Divine Envoy as they said.

Very soon, the group arrived at the most luxurious courtyard in the Zhen.

The people inside, upon seeing the black robe on Yun Ran, also immediately knelt.

While Yun Ran felt indifferent to others’ fear and careful flattery, she frowned slightly at their continual kneeling.

Yun Ran merely slightly lifted her hand, signaling those people to rise.

She simply felt words were futile, unbeknownst to her, such actions further matched the status of a high-standing Lord Divine Envoy.

"Lord Divine Envoy, please~"

The people in the courtyard were doing their utmost to please Yun Ran, sending abundant food, and arranging a lineup of handsome young men to serve.

Seeing the endless rows of young men, Yun Ran only felt goosebumps all over.

Muttering internally: Could it be, she was really a jerk before?

Otherwise, why did these people’s arrangements seem so practiced, as if everything was just as it should be?

Despite remembering nothing, Yun Ran felt a profound disdain for her past self.

Faced with those people’s entirely flattering gazes, a strong aversion surged straight to her forehead.

At this moment, Yun Ran truly didn’t want to admit that her former self, the jerk, was the same person as her!

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