The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

The potion that gave a cool feeling flowed into his throat; Shen Ling simply wanted to cry.

God still blessed their Vermillion Bird Clan. After the two bastards Shen Duan and Shen Yue were born, he also gave them the genius Shen Yanxiao who could practice two professions.

With the help of the high-level potions, the injuries of Shen Ling and the several guards quickly improved. Shen Yanxiao took out several bottles of magic and dou qi potions, supplementing the loss of magic and dou qi in their body.

When Shen Ling drank these potions, his expression had begun to become numb. If Shen Yanxiao put out another shocking thing, he would not be too surprised anymore.

Their family's Little Xiao was simply a genius among geniuses!

Shen Yanxiao looked after Shen Feng on one side while Shen Ling took advantage of this time to restore his strength.

Although Shen Feng had gotten better, he had yet to wake up because of his injuries. Shen Yanxiao did not plan to do other things before Shen Feng woke up. But as soon as Shen Feng woke up, she would no longer have any scruples.

Shen Duan arranged some people to send meals to Shen Ling and others at morning, noon, and evening every day. Shen Yanxiao would immediately hide on the beam whenever the person who delivered food arrived. Until the person left, he did not even find Shen Yanxiao’s shadow.

Shen Ling looked at Shen Yanxiao who was hiding in the darkness; he was rather extremely excited inside.

After Shen Yanxiao was hidden, even he himself could not feel the existence of Shen Yanxiao at all, let alone the guard who delivered meals.

After seeing the guards leave, Shen Yanxiao nimbly jumped down from the beam and landed silently on the ground.

"Little Xiao, is that a Warlock’s skill?" Shen Ling was biting the hard bread while staring somewhat absent-minded at Shen Yanxiao.

"Yeah." Shen Yanxiao was slightly surprised. She really did not know how to explain her own strange skills. She just could not say that she was actually a little thief. Moreover, she clearly remembered that when she targeted the Vermillion Bird Clan last time, she had stolen something from Shen Ling’s wife without any conscience at all.

If she let Shen Ling know about this, he absolutely would kill her!

Rather than let Shen Ling continue to ask more, Shen Yanxiao quickly change the topic.

“Grandpa’s condition has stabilized and he should wake up tomorrow. Fifth Uncle, how much dou qi or magic can you guys restore until tomorrow?” Shen Yanxiao’s mind already had plans and she was just waiting for Shen Feng to wake up. She wanted him to see when she deal with those two bastards!

Shen Ling replied, "We can recover about 60% to 70%."

"That’s enough." Shen Yanxiao smiled. As long as Shen Ling had a certain amount of self-protection and ability to move, she had the confidence to take those scoundrels out.

Shen Ling did not ask any more, but he seized the time to restore his own strength. The arrival of Shen Yanxiao gave them the last hope. And this glimmer of hope, they would hold tightly on it!

The sun of the second day shone on the ground.

Shen Feng, who had been in a coma for a few days, finally wake up. His tired eyes gradually opened, and he was pleasantly surprised to see the face of Shen Yanxiao.

"Little Xiao..." Shen Feng looked at his granddaughter's face with doubt. He clearly remembered that his two unfilial sons had shut him together with Shen Ling and the others guards in the basement before he turned unconscious. So why did Shen Yanxiao appear here in the basement?

"Grandpa, it's me." Shen Yanxiao's nose was a little red. She was grateful to God for having mercy, for not taking away her family.

“You...what are you doing here? You leave quickly, don’t stay here.” Shen Feng struggled to speak. He did not even notice how relieved her granddaughter was. He was only full of worries and could not wait to let Shen Yanxiao get away from this place right now.