The new Master of the Quans: Quan Jin.

There was complete silence.

Her mother was suddenly stunned, as if hit by lightning.

She tried her best to support herself by grabbing onto the sofa, lining up to sit straight.

The security guards were too shaken to keep the maid restrained. The servant, breaking free, looked up to Quan Jin and said, “Miss Quan, you did it! I knew it! You will never let us down. Have you guys heard? Miss Quan has become the Master of the Quans!”

“Master Quan!”

Quan’s mother saw how the servants worshiped Quan Jin. She had never, in the past seven years, seen such expressions of reverence from them. She could feel their full allegiance as they bowed at Quan Jin. The servants completely trusted and respected her, and were only loyal to her.

Everything was different! The Quans had changed!

Quan Jin was thinking.

Should she say, ‘My beloved servants, as you were?’

No, she shouldn’t.

“Just forego all the formalities.”

She did not pity Mrs Quan at all. Quan Jin commanded the security guard, “Ask the vice-captain from the law enforcement department to come here tomorrow. Escort madam back to her room and lock her in.”

She looked at her mother.

“By the way, the drugs that you have used on me to deteriorate my nervous system are not working anymore. If you wish to kill me, you have to try harder next time. Maybe insecticides could be a better choice.”

Quan Jin had found out: the ones who had drugged her, attempted to assassinate her and wanted her dead so badly… were her own parents.

All the senior officers and elders had worked hard for so many years to track down the leads, but they had found nothing. On the day of her own recovery, Quan Jin had cracked the case.

“Quan Jin–you… you have found out? I am sorry. I was wrong. Can you forgive–”

Bang!

Quan Jin turned away and slammed the door. She was not even bothered or wanted to listen to her explanations and excuses.

Why did her parents want her dead?

The vice-captain would give her an answer the following day. What she had done was not out of kindness, but for health points.

She sat down in front of the dressing table and held the mirror with both her hands, staring at her own ugly face. Quan Jin took her phone out and took a few selfies. It was the first time in her life that she was this ugly. She wanted to record such an interesting moment.

“One health point is worth one day of life.”

“Should I do it for my face…” Her right hand was pressing on the red threat. She looked at the medications on the table, thinking whether she should utilize one health point for the prophecy. She needed ten thousand billion health points to repair her soul. She should save them for it.

She threw the mirror on the table.

She had a severe expression as she talked to herself, “It’s just my appearance. I shouldn’t be so shallow as to waste one health point just for this. Even though I am so disgustingly ugly… I shouldn’t do it!”

Time froze for a second.

Two seconds.

“God says Quan Jin must regain her beauty” she said with determination.

Quan Jin picked up the mirror again and she saw her same old ugly face.

She waited.

Nothing changed.

She waited again.

Still nothing.

Her hideous face had not changed. She blamed society.

If she did not have to blend in, would she even care so much about her appearance? No!

She tried again.

“God says Quan Jin must regain her beauty.”

Half a minute had passed and nothing had happened.

Damn! Had she lost her power?

In order to prove herself wrong, she was so annoyed that she walked to the window and looked out. She tried again.

“God says the An Corporation explodes now.”

As soon as she finished speaking…

Boom!