Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration
Chapter 640 - 631 Gold Medal Killer (4) 3 more

Chapter 640: 631 Gold Medal Killer (4) 3 more

"Her?" When Ye Shaohua was mentioned, the expression of Old Lady Ye did not improve, "She’s somewhat timid and doesn’t understand the rules. After all, she’s born to a concubine, just like her aunt, lacking any hint of magnanimity. She doesn’t resemble a young lady from the General Residence in the slightest. The only thing going for her is her appearance, which is sufficient to make her a pretty concubine."

"When did your taste become so poor?" Old Lady Ye was quite despising of General Ye’s perspective, "Finding a concubine to bear daughters who can’t present themselves properly is bad enough, but to compare her with Feixiang is even more ludicrous, isn’t it?"

Ye Feixiang was extremely favored in the Ye Residence. Hearing Old Lady Ye’s remark, she simply covered her mouth, laughing, without responding.

General Ye gave an embarrassed smile and said nothing; after all, it was the young and beautiful face of the concubine that had caught his eye during his time away.

The nanny, however, attempted to extricate General Ye from his awkward position, "Old Lady, not everyone can be compared with the young lady. If we were to compare, which daughter in the Imperial City could match up to our young lady?"

At these words, both Old Lady Ye and General Ye chuckled.

Laughter spread among the few sisters-in-law in the Hall; indeed, wasn’t that the truth.

Ye Feixiang shook her head with a smile, "Enough, nanny, don’t tease me."

No one else truly believed those two sisters could rival Ye Feixiang, and the matter went unmentioned thereafter.

**

Meanwhile, Ye Shaohua, holding a book given to her by her aunt, lounged on the chaise in her room, casually flipping through it.

Ye Zhaoyun, who was practicing boxing outside, shook her head upon seeing Ye Shaohua browsing through the book of family rules.

"Zhaoyun, what are you tracing about for?" When the nanny called Ye Shaohua out, she was taken aback to see Ye Zhaoyun boxing.

Ye Shaohua also glanced at Ye Zhaoyun and easily recognized she was practicing ordinary boxing.

Ye Shaohua had practiced this type of boxing herself, but after reaching the advanced worlds, she found that the body-strengthening methods from Fantasy Worlds and Magic Worlds, where every move could channel Natural Spiritual Qi, made her seldom resort to the regular boxing or military boxing.

She approached those world’s body-refining methods with a sense of curiosity and reverence.

Each world had evolved its own optimum rules for survival.

It was for this reason that Ye Shaohua earnestly studied the Ye Family’s entry-level Warriors.

She discovered that the Ye Family’s body-refining methods bore an uncanny resemblance to those of the Fantasy World.

This intrigued Ye Shaohua; even such a low-grade world could channel Natural Spiritual Qi, so she spent her time researching the Warrior techniques of the Ye Family.

There were, however, some issues with the techniques, and she was attempting to find an alternative approach.

Ye Zhaoyun’s fists looked beautiful, but lacked strength. Although she had journeyed here, it turned out that Ye Zhaoyun had a poor constitution and naturally insufficient strength in her previous life.

This was one of the reasons why Ye Zhaoyun was eager to train her body.

Ye Shaohua glanced over and then averted her gaze.

She took no interest in the all-too-familiar routine of boxing.

"Practicing boxing, training the body," Ye Zhaoyun stated blandly.

"Training the body?" The nanny spoke out in surprise, "Then why don’t you learn the introductory Warrior skills of the Ye Family I gave you..."

"That’s none of your business," Ye Zhaoyun interjected irritably.

Ye Zhaoyun was indeed training her body; the boxing she practiced had been modified by the founder of the training camp in her world and had become the hottest form of boxing globally. Anyone who practiced it saw rapid improvements in both body strength and fitness.

Seeing the nanny and Ye Shaohua’s indifference towards boxing, she had no interest in speaking with two ordinary people.

Regardless of how much she said, they wouldn’t understand anyway.

Now that Ye Zhaoyun had an arranged marriage, and had even grown smarter and learned to box, the nanny was reassured about her second daughter and directed more of her attention to Ye Shaohua’s prospects for marriage.

"Come out later with me to meet the Old Lady," the nanny said, holding out a new cheongsam to Ye Shaohua, "Put this on."

After speaking, the nanny turned to Ye Zhaoyun, "Zhaoyun, a Palace nanny will come later to teach you etiquette. You must learn well and make a good impression."

Witnessing the only new cheongsam being given to Ye Shaohua, a flicker of light flashed in Ye Zhaoyun’s eyes.

And her heart held a trace of ridicule.

She wasn’t coveting the new cheongsam; it was just the sadness for the previous Ye Zhaoyun she felt, who was disregarded by her own family as useless.

Don’t worry; I will certainly change your fate!

Ye Zhaoyun vowed silently to herself.

As for learning etiquette from the nanny? Ye Zhaoyun was even more disdainful. How could a gold-medal expert like her be expected to learn etiquette?

Of course, the nanny didn’t notice the subtle changes in Ye Zhaoyun’s demeanor. In earlier years, she and Ye Shaohua had both focused on Ye Zhaoyun, to the point where she had even arranged a royal engagement for her younger daughter, bypassing the elder.

Now that the younger daughter had her marriage arranged and the elder had reached sixteen with no one speaking for her, she was naturally consumed with guilt.

"This is an upper-class embroidered cheongsam made by the residence’s embroiderers, the latest fashion in the Imperial City; change into it quickly," she urged Ye Shaohua.

Ye Shaohua looked at the pink cheongsam with a throbbing headache.

She contemplated dourly that if she were to embroider a cheongsam one day, it might scare her mother to death.

When the two of them headed out, Ye Shaohua saw Ye Zhaoyun close the door and paused in her step.

The nanny looked back, puzzled, "What’s the matter?"

"Nothing," Ye Shaohua masked the darkness in her eyes and flashed a smile at her aunt.

Today, they were scheduled to meet with the Wang Residence’s princess.

When Ye Shaohua and her aunt arrived, the princess was already chatting and laughing with Old Lady Ye and Ye Feixiang.

The cheerful atmosphere momentarily stiffened upon their entry.

"So this is Second Miss Ye," remarked the princess. She had expected to see two unimpressive figures, according to the gossip she’d heard, but that was not the case.

Both mother and daughter were exceptionally beautiful.

Putting everything else aside, Ye Shaohua’s appearance was definitely commendable.

Beauty is appreciated by all.

The princess’s expression softened upon seeing Ye Shaohua.

If her other aspects were also acceptable, she could indeed enter the Wang Residence’s doors.

"The General Residence is truly a place of outstanding people and remarkable spirits," she nodded. Setting her teacup aside, she addressed Ye Shaohua, "Your elder brother is now a Level 3 Warrior, and although your elder sister is not quite at his level, she is a Level 2 Warrior. I wonder, Second Miss Ye, have you reached Level 1 Warrior status yet?"