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Wenren Zong’s followers immediately went to look for her.

When they found Xiaoman, she was squatting in the corner, being beaten by several old women, her hair and clothes disheveled and wet.

Xiaoman huddled on the ground, holding her head, not crying or shouting.

Jiang Ning almost died of heartache when she saw this scene.

“Xiaoman!” She called out.

Xiaoman heard her voice, looked up with joy, and tried to stand up, but was kicked to the ground by a woman.

Jiang Ning’s face changed.

Wenren Zong looked at his followers.

Immediately, they rushed over and kicked the women away from Xiaoman.

Wenren Zong pushed Jiang Ning’s wheelchair over.

Jiang Ning reached out to pull Xiaoman up, “Xiaoman, get up quickly. Let me see if you are hurt.”

Xiaoman’s face was bruised and swollen, she shook her head, “This servant is not injured.”

She was different from ordinary girls, her body was quite strong.

Jiang Ning asked, “How did you end up here? Why did they hit you? Why didn’t you fight back?”

Xiaoman sniffed, “They took my cat away, saying they were going to cook it. If I fight back, they would chop off the cat’s claws. I was afraid the cat would get hurt.”

She pointed to one of the women.

The woman looked arrogant, “Our princess’s horse is ill, and it can only be cured with cat soup. This wretched servant dared to stop us. If we delay our princess’s horse treatment, how many heads do you people have?”

Wenren Zong coldly asked, “Who is your princess?”

“Our master is Princess Changhuan!”

“Oh, the daughter of the Prince of Liu.” Wenren Zong said, “According to the laws of Great Sheng, stealing from the people is a crime.”

The woman hesitated, looked at him, and said somewhat nervously, “It’s just a wild cat, who’s stealing?”

“This is someone else’s cat.”

“Whose? If you call it, will it answer?” The woman was quick-witted.

Jiang Ning said, “You hit my servant. How do you want to settle this?”

The woman glanced at her and sneered, “You are the Seventh Young Mistress of the Jiang Family, not the Princess Consort of Yu anymore. There is no need for us to follow your orders.”

Jiang Ning narrowed her eyes slightly, “It seems you know me and know that Xiaoman is mine. So, today you took the cat as an excuse to teach me a lesson, right?”

The woman didn’t say anything, but her chin was still raised, and her face full of arrogance and disdain.

Jiang Ning asked, “Do I have a grudge against your princess?”

“That’s something you should ask yourself, how you offended our princess. Anyway, we must take the cat back and report to our master.”

Wenren Zong gently patted Jiang Ning’s shoulder, “Do you want to get the cat back?”

“Thirteen, don’t worry about it.”

Jiang Ning said to Xiaoman, “Xiaoman, they insulted me; you should teach them a lesson.”

“This servant will do it right away!”

In Xiaoman’s heart, her young lady was the most important.

The cat could be forgotten.

She jumped up, instantly full of energy, and chased after the women in a few strides. She knocked over three of them with one kick.

The women stumbled and fell to the ground together.

Xiaoman leaped into the air and landed on them with a thump.

There was a chorus of screams like pigs being slaughtered.

In the next quarter of an hour, Xiaoman demonstrated all the martial arts she knew on the women, beating them until they cried for their mothers and fathers.

The passing people gathered around, laughing and enjoying the spectacle.

After beating the women half to death, Xiaoman stood up, held the cat in her arms, and said with a smile to the surrounding people, “Did you see that? These are Princess Changhuan’s servants, they were here to steal everyone’s cats to feed their sick horse!”