Unruly Phoenix Xiaoyao

Chapter 72: Taking His Majesty to ride a horse

While Old Madame Xie was panicking over the fate of herself and the Xie Clan, Ning Xiaoyao was standing outside the gates of the Xie estate and speaking to Xie Laifu, who was bent over like an archer's bow.

"These gates look really ugly."

The gates were identical to the previous ones except for lacking a coat of paint. Second Steward Xie glanced at them, unable to fathom His Majesty's words. The Grand Preceptor estate's doors were tall and imposing, so where were they ugly? Moreover, could you even judge the ugliness of a door? Ning Xiaoyao raised her hands and tugged on the gates.

CRACK!

His Majesty had personally torn down the Xie estate's new doors. All of the Xie estate's men looked dumbfounded. All of the Dragon Guards, in comparison, were completely calm. His Majesty had already knocked down the gates to the Hall of Punishment and the empress dowager's palace. He'd even torn apart the empress dowager's chambers, so destroying the Grand Preceptor's gates shouldn't be a big deal at all, right?

When Ning Xiaoyao let go of her hands, the brand new gates toppled to the ground. Because the ground before the gates was very clean, there wasn't a cloud of dust when they landed, only some shockingly loud reverberations.

"I tore down the gates for you for free," Ning Xiaoyao said while standing on the tall threshold for the gates. "Replace them with prettier ones. No need to thank me, it was effortless and something I should've done."

Second Steward Xia stared at Ning Xiaoyao, his expression wooden. He watched as His Majesty hopped a few times on the threshold before stamping his feet. Soon enough, their threshold collapsed beneath his feet as well...

"That threshold looked pretty ugly too," Ning Xiaoyao told Second Steward Xia, who fell to the ground on his knees. At this, all of the other Xie Clan men by the doors knelt as well. They finally saw that His Majesty was tearing apart the Xie estate. Perhaps he wanted to kill them all as well. Second Steward Xie had an absurd thought while he was on his knees: at least I'm too much of a joke to be killed off.

Ning Xiaoyao felt less annoyed after destroying the front gates and threshold. Back in the apocalypse, she used to tear down houses whenever she was in a bad mood. It'd always make her feel better. As expected, it still worked, even here. She stood in front of the doorless entrance to the Grand Preceptor's estate and took a deep breath. (Author: That was during the apocalypse! People still live in the houses here, pah!)

Shadowthunder ran up to Ning Xiaoyao then and pointed at the walls bordering the doors. "Your Majesty, this servant thinks that these walls look ugly, too."

"Mm?" Ning Xiaoyao turned to see. That's right, I've already torn down the doors and flattened the threshold, but why should I leave these walls around? "I think they're ugly, too," Ning Xiaoyao replied sincerely. "Second Thunder, let's help out Grand Preceptor again."

"Demolish them!" Shadowthunder rolled up his sleeves and led his fellow brothers to charge. They'd almost been killed by the Grand Preceptor and Empress Dowager to be buried alive with the late emperor. Forget about a single wall, they were even willing to tear down the entire Xie estate for free. None of the people from the estate said a thing. Everything happening now went beyond their scope of experience. They'd never heard of people who started tearing houses apart as soon as they said it was ugly, all right?

Lou Zigui watched them silently before telling Shadowgale, "Keep an eye on them, make sure it's not too excessive."

Shadowgale hastened to assent. Lou Zigui led along his battle horse to the steps leading up to the estate and shouted out at Ning Xiaoyao before she ran towards the walls as well. "Your Majesty."