I put you in charge of those rebellious female soldiers, how come they all became top special forces

The elder clenched his fists, staring intently at Chen Zheng, as if trying to find even the slightest hint of guilt on that calm and collected face.

Unfortunately, no.

Chen Zheng simply touched his nose innocently and then shrugged.

I don't care, I'm not going to admit that I have a problem.

"You brat!"

The Grand Elder's patience had completely run out.

He concluded that Chen Zheng was a dangerous individual who talked nonsense.

If we let him stay with Yao Yao any longer, who knows how badly this girl will be led astray?

The future of the main family must not be ruined by this reckless fellow!

A terrifying pressure suddenly erupted from the elder's seemingly withered body.

The air in the safe house stagnated.

The expressions of the ancient martial arts masters standing to the side all changed, and they involuntarily took half a step back, barely managing to withstand the rage of these top masters by channeling their inner strength.

"Boy, you've successfully angered me."

"Today, even if it means being held accountable by the military, I'll cripple you first, then take Yao Yao home!"

Before he finished speaking, his withered right hand was already raised, his five fingers forming a claw, ready to take action himself.

Just then.

A petite figure suddenly broke free from Chen Zheng's embrace and stood between the two.

It's Yao Yao.

Chen Zheng subconsciously reached out, wanting to pull this arrogant little girl back.

What a joke! No matter what, the opponent is a genuine top-tier master. If he attacks in anger, wouldn't this little body fall apart on the spot if he takes a hit?

But his hand stopped halfway through its reach in mid-air.

He saw the look in Yao Yao's eyes.

Those big, watery eyes, which always held a hint of innocence and dependence, were now burning with a flame never before seen.

That was the unwavering resolve to rather die a glorious death than live a shameful life.

Chen Zheng withdrew his hand as if possessed.

He smiled slightly, then crossed his arms and leaned against the dilapidated door frame behind him.

Fine.

As the girl grows up, she has to learn to face life's challenges on her own.

Yao Yao felt the support from behind, and her courage grew even stronger.

She raised her tear-streaked face, looked directly at the imposing elder before her, and slowly said:

"This is a matter between me and the main family."

"I don't want to drag the instructor down with me anymore."

"Today, I will personally sever my karmic ties with the main family!"

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent instantly.

The elder was taken aback at first, then seemed to have heard a huge joke and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Hahahaha... Severing this ill-fated relationship?"

He took a step forward, looking down at the tiny figure who only reached his chest, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"You? Yao Yao, have you gone mad from being in the army? Have you forgotten who taught you your pathetic skills?"

"You think you can challenge the main family after following that kid around for a few days? You're incredibly naive!"

The ancient martial arts masters next to her also shook their heads, their eyes filled with pity as they looked at Yao Yao.

In their eyes, it was just a little girl who had been seduced by a bad man and run away from home throwing a tantrum.

If you just beat that bad man up, she'll naturally obey.

The elder seemed too lazy to waste any more words on a child.

We must use the harshest reality to completely wake this arrogant granddaughter up and make her understand that the power of the main family is something she can never resist.

"Want to negotiate with me? Sure."

He snorted coldly and pointed to the few ancient martial arts masters beside him who had remained silent.

"They are all inner elders of the main sect, each of them a grandmaster who has been immersed in martial arts for more than forty years."

"You should test your skills against them first."

"If you can't even beat them, you have no right to negotiate with me!"

"Come home with Grandpa obediently, and we'll pretend this never happened. Otherwise..."

The elder didn't finish his sentence, but the threat in his eyes was self-evident.

The masters whose names were called out slowly walked out and surrounded Yao Yao in a fan shape.

They were all calm and composed, with sharp eyes and decisive actions.

Looking at the petite figure in the middle of the field, wearing a tattered Lolita dress and standing less than 1.6 meters tall, his face was filled with helplessness.

Using them to deal with a little girl is like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

However, Yao Yao was not intimidated by this scene.

She slowly took off her wrinkled suit jacket, revealing a Lolita dress underneath, soaked with sweat and clinging to her body.

Then, she turned her head and quickly glanced at Chen Zheng behind her out of the corner of her eye.

Chen Zheng understood the question in those eyes, and simply gave a lazy reply.

"random."

Yao Yao's heart settled down instantly.

She took a deep breath, turned around, and her gaze swept over the four old men in front of her like a knife.

The four masters exchanged glances, all seeing a hint of absurdity and helplessness in their companion's eyes.

The four of them, who are nearly three hundred years old combined, were forced to team up to bully a little kid today.

It's a little embarrassing to say it out loud.

One of the old men, with a goatee, shook his head helplessly, raised his hand to stroke the carefully trimmed tuft of long beard on his chest, and took half a step forward.

This isn't a friendly martial arts exchange; it's clearly bullying kindergarten children.

If this gets back to the ancient martial arts world, I'll be too embarrassed to greet my fellow practitioners when I go out.

The old man with the goatee cleared his throat and said, seemingly compassionate but actually somewhat arrogantly:

"Young Miss, the Elder's orders are truly difficult to disobey."

"But fists and feet have no eyes. If I were to hurt you, I would really be unable to bear the blame from the Grand Elder."

"Today, I'll be so bold as to give you three moves and I won't fight back."

The other three old men nodded in agreement, their eyes filled with disdain as they looked at Chen Zheng.

This reckless brat, hiding in the back like a coward, instead pushed a delicate little girl out as a shield.

Yao Yao completely ignored these old fogies, grabbed the cumbersome hem of her Lolita dress with both hands, and yanked it hard.

The crisp sound of tearing fabric rang out.

The hem of her skirt instantly turned into several tattered strips of cloth that fell to the ground, revealing two fair legs.

Those big, watery eyes instantly lost their warmth, leaving only focused attention.

Her small, bare feet stomped on the ground, and her petite body instantly closed the distance of more than ten meters, pressing against the face of the old man with the goatee.

It moved so fast that it even created a whooshing sound.

The old man's hand, which had been stroking his beard, froze.

Before he could make any defensive move, Yao Yao brought her index and middle fingers together, turning them into two sharp daggers, and ruthlessly stabbed them straight into the grandmaster's eyes.

The latter was so frightened that he instinctively turned his head to avoid it.

But they fell right into the trap.

Yao Yao had no intention of poking him. Her fingers instantly changed into a palm and she cut into his throat, his Adam's apple.