Chapter 493: Destroy Jun Mohuang’s Mansion

After Jun Mohuang was done, she looked up at Huan City, where Jun Liyuan was buried.

Father, I’ve finally avenged you.

It was time for her to avenge herself.

Huan City, Jun Mohuang’s mansion.

“You… Stop! This is my Miss’s house and her belongings. You’re not allowed to mess around!”

Bai Mo looked at the noisy group of people and smashed open the door without explanation. They swarmed in to wreak havoc and s.n.a.t.c.hed things like a group of bandits.

She and the servants stayed in Huan City to deal with the matter of this house. They did not expect to encounter such a matter.

“Humph, little girl, get lost. Don’t interfere with my looting.”

Someone pushed Bai Mo away roughly and quickly s.n.a.t.c.hed the ornaments in the room.

He had been cheated by Jun Mohuang of many Spirit Stones at the City of Beastmen’s Meet. Since he encountered such a good opportunity, he naturally had to get it back at once.

“Stop!”

Bai Mo couldn’t help but feel a pinch when she saw fewer and fewer things in the house. Some people even threw some porcelain everywhere.

After all, Jun Mohuang’s mansion was bought at a high price and there were many good stuff in it.

To Bai Mo, these things were all earned by Jun Mohuang after painstakingly refining medicine. She couldn’t let these people s.n.a.t.c.h them away.

Hence, she blocked them again.

“B*tch, get lost. Your Miss is dead. These things belong to us!”

Someone grabbed Bai Mo’s collar and slapped her, pus.h.i.+ng her to the ground.

“Nonsense. My Miss is so powerful, she won’t die!”

The hard green jade floor hurt Bai Mo. Her forehead hit the corner of the table and swelled.

Even so, Bai Mo couldn’t bear to hear anyone say anything bad about Jun Mohuang.

These people were also hedonistic sons of wealthy families and did not care about their servants.

They had lost all their Spirit Stones to Jun Mohuang in the City of Beastmen. This time, the Heads of each family finally gave the order that Jun Mohuang was dead, so that they could confidently s.n.a.t.c.h Jun Mohuang’s things. A cheap little girl actually dared to stop them and talk back.

“B*tch, your Miss is dead, she was burned alive by the magma. She died miserably. What’s so amazing about her? She’s just tras.h.!.+”

Someone immediately stepped forward, grabbed Bai Mo’s collar, and slapped her a few more times.

“No, I don’t believe it! My Miss isn’t trash either. Watch your mouth.”

Bai Mo still did not believe that Jun Mohuang had died.

“Little b*tch, if I don’t teach you a lesson, you won’t know your name!”

This person was furious. He directly grabbed Bai Mo’s hair and kept hitting her head on the corner of the table.

The corner of the table was sharp. After a few times, Bai Mo’s forehead was bleeding.

“Say it, Jun Mohuang is tras.h.!.+”

As he knocked, he forced Bai Mo to admit it.

Bai Mo endured the pain and kept quiet.

Seeing her tight lips, the person moved even more ruthlessly.

“Does she admit that Jun Mohuang is tras.h.!.+”

Bai Mo gritted her teeth and remained silent.

“d.a.m.n, since you’re so loyal, go down and accompany Jun Mohuang!”

After dozens of times, Bai Mo’s forehead was bleeding profusely.

She had a splitting headache and was unconscious.

The others gloated as they s.n.a.t.c.hed the things.

This was what Jun Mohuang saw when she returned home.