The Daily Face-Slapping of the Junior Tutor - Chapter 5

“Ah—Gu Jintang, you bastard!” Lu Nan felt her blood rush in reverse. Her usual icy composure shattered as she yanked the damned Gu Jintang off her chest and hurled her to the ground.

“Ugh…” Tears welled in Gu Jintang’s eyes as she whimpered innocently, like a frightened fawn, “My butt hurts.”

Lu Nan’s face froze over, her expression terrifying. “Gu Jintang, are you deliberately trying to disgust me? Still playing dumb, huh?”

She whirled around, strode to a nearby rack, and drew a longsword, pressing it against Gu Jintang’s neck. “Get serious!” she barked. “Where’s the Tiger Tally?”

Lu Nan was genuinely furious. The thought of this damned official mocking her like this made her want to bleed her dry.

Gu Jintang actually flinched, but then, with feigned innocence, she grasped the blade. “What’s this? Can I eat it?”

Her fingers tightened around the edge, and a pig-like scream echoed through the room.

This self-mutilating act left Lu Nan stunned.

*****

Gu Jintang devoured the delicacies on the table like a whirlwind, as if she hadn’t eaten in eight lifetimes. Her table manners were appallingly crude.

To make matters worse, she had injured her right hand and was using her left hand to hold chopsticks, spilling food everywhere. Anyone who witnessed this would furrow their brow in deep disapproval.

Lu Nan and Xiao Qi sat beside her, watching her eat with complex expressions.

This corrupt official, Gu Jintang, had committed countless misdeeds in the past. Yet before she became an official, she had been a dazzlingly talented woman in the Capital, meticulous about her appearance and the dream girl of every young man in the city.

But now, seeing her disheveled and wretched state, not a trace of her former self remained.

“Mistress, I think she’s truly gone mad,” Xiao Qi whispered, leaning closer.

Lu Nan pressed her lips into a thin line, her brow furrowed in deep concern. Just one blow to the head, and she’s lost her memory? What about the Tiger Tally?

Her thoughts drifted back to the physician’s words: Spend more time with this corrupt official, treat her kindly, and talk to her daily. Perhaps that will help her regain her memories.

Damn it, this dog official is such a pain!

Lu Nan felt her patience wearing thin just looking at Gu Jintang’s face. Now she had to waste time telling her stories? She wanted nothing more than to punch her twice in the face.

Just then, Gu Jintang looked up and giggled foolishly, “Full tummy, time for sleepy-sleepy…”

Lu Nan glanced at Gu Jintang’s greasy mouth and hands, a wave of disgust washing over her. She shot Xiao Qi a look. “Go clean her up before she gets into bed.”

She wasn’t in the mood to interrogate Gu Jintang today. She’d come back tomorrow.

Xiao Qi wore an equally reluctant expression. She’d never even served Lu Nan herself, and now she had to wait on this pretty boy? How annoying…

“Come on, pretty boy, let’s get you cleaned up. Tsk tsk…”

Gu Jintang suddenly pouted, tears welling in her dark eyes as she stared directly at Xiao Qi. “Mean person!”

“What?” Xiao Qi leaned closer, thinking she might have misheard.

“Mean person! Mean person!” Gu Jintang reached out with her greasy hands and scratched Xiao Qi’s face. Caught off guard, Xiao Qi was smeared with cooking oil and bits of food.

“Ah—!” Xiao Qi hopped in place with her eyes squeezed shut. “So gross, so gross! Mistress, I can’t see!”

She felt salt stinging her eyes.

Lu Nan took a deep breath, her damned anger rising again. “Just wipe it off. What’s the big deal?”

Xiao Qi swiped wildly at her face, finally managing to pry her eyes open. She glared at Gu Jintang, her fury boiling over. “Mistress, I want to beat her up right now.”

Lu Nan scoffed. Such a petty grudge?

She said dismissively, “Go ahead. Just don’t hit her head.”

With permission granted, Xiao Qi grinned savagely at Gu Jintang. “Pretty boy, I’ve been holding back for too long.” She’d wanted to beat Gu Jintang up even when she was still an official.

Before Xiao Qi’s fist could land, Gu Jintang began wailing, clutching her head and scurrying around the dining table, sobbing hysterically and begging for mercy.

Lu Nan watched the spectacle with amusement, though Gu Jintang’s shrieks were starting to grate on her nerves.

“Waaah… don’t hit me…” Gu Jintang’s gaze accidentally landed on the relaxed and spotless Black Widow, and her eyes flickered with a sudden idea.

“I’ll teach you to keep your hands and feet still! Don’t run! Stop right there!” Xiao Qi circled Gu Jintang, but Gu Jintang darted toward Lu Nan, crying, “Help… save me!”

Seeing Gu Jintang charging toward her, Lu Nan scrambled to her feet, desperate to avoid being splattered with greasy filth. But her pigheaded teammate Xiao Qi roared, “Where do you think you’re going?!”

Xiao Qi leaped forward with a burst of qinggong, shoving Gu Jintang from behind. The force sent Gu Jintang hurtling toward Lu Nan at breakneck speed.

Lu Nan’s eyes widened in disbelief. In that instant, time seemed to stretch into an eternity. Gu Jintang’s wildly contorted features and flailing limbs were etched with excruciating clarity in her mind.

Behind them, Xiao Qi wailed, “No—!” She knew her monthly salary was gone, no, her job was gone, maybe even her life was gone.

The scream was followed by a resounding thump. Gu Jintang not only landed squarely on Lu Nan, but her greasy, pork-fattened hands plastered themselves onto Lu Nan’s ample chest muscles. Worse still, her oily lips collided with the fragrant lips of the high-mountain flower.

Mwah~

Gu Jintang groggily lifted her head, her face contorted with terror as she stared at Lu Nan, whom she had used as a cushion. Lu Nan sat frozen, her eyes wide and vacant, as if she was struck by lightning.

“Mistress… Mistress,” Xiao Qi stammered after a long pause, “are… are you alright?”

Lu Nan’s eyes flickered, fixing Gu Jintang with a piercing gaze that sent the girl scrambling off her in a panic.

“Seize this pretty boy and hang her up for the night,” Lu Nan commanded, her voice eerily calm yet icy.

“Yes, Mistress!” Xiao Qi moved swiftly, grabbing Gu Jintang. The girl’s large eyes welled with tears as she pleaded pitifully, “I… I’m scared.”

Something snapped within Lu Nan. She strode forward, raising her hand to strike Gu Jintang’s face, but suddenly remembered the injury on her head.

“Flip her over and pin her down!” Lu Nan swept everything off a nearby table, her rage erupting like a volcano. The ice-cold beauty’s face twisted into a demonic mask.

Xiao Qi suppressed her unease and reluctantly complied, pinning Gu Jintang to the desk like a pig being slaughtered. Gu Jintang sobbed hysterically, her cries piercing and desperate.

“No! Help me…!”

Lu Nan sneered. “Help? This corrupt official dares to cry for help?” She produced a soft whip from nowhere and lashed it across Gu Jintang’s buttocks, each strike heavier than the last. Her twisted smile resembled that of Rong Momo, the infamous torturer from Empresses in the Palace.

“You corrupt official! How dare you treat me like this? I’ll beat you to death! Beat you to death…!” After a few lashes, Lu Nan noticed blood seeping through Gu Jintang’s trousers. Her hand froze.

Gu Jintang had stopped crying. What was happening? Xiao Qi’s heart skipped a beat, a sense of foreboding creeping into her mind.

“Mistress, she’s fainted.”

When they turned Gu Jintang over, her face was deathly pale and her lips were drained of color, making her look like a corpse.

Lu Nan’s fury vanished instantly, replaced by panic. “Quick! Fetch a physician!”

******

It was late at night, and the doctor had likely already taken off her clothes and was about to go to bed. But Xiao Qi had to bite the bullet and go anyway.

Ugh, if only I hadn’t messed with Gu Jintang in the first place! What a fucking curse! A woman this fragile? She fainted after just two lashes?

Lu Nan carried Gu Jintang to the bed and clumsily pulled down her pants, revealing a bloody mess.

What kind of ass is this? So delicate? Lu Nan’s chest tightened with frustration, a knot of anger she couldn’t swallow or spit out. It was agonizing.

It was like this Gu Jintang, not beating her up was unbearable, but beating her up was even worse. The whole ordeal had left her jumpy and on edge for days.

“Doctor… hurry, hurry, she’s dying!” Xiao Qi dragged the doctor, who was still struggling to fasten her pants, through the door. The doctor grumbled the entire way.

“Aiyo, stop pulling! These old bones can’t take it!” the doctor wailed, finally steadying herself to take in the scene before her.

On the bed lay a woman with her pants pulled down, her buttocks covered in blood. Beside her stood a glacial woman with a dark expression.

The doctor thought she was seeing things and rubbed her eyes. “What is it with you people again? What happened to this girl now? Why is she in this state again?”

“Could it be…?” The doctor’s eyes widened, her trembling finger pointing at Lu Nan. “I see now! You… you… you’ve committed such a depraved act! You enjoy tormenting women… No! I must report you to the authorities!”

With that, the doctor turned to leave, but Xiao Qi blocked her path. “It’s not what you think. This woman deserved the beating.”

“No matter what, you can’t resort to violence! Hitting someone is always wrong!” the doctor declared righteously.

Xiao Qi felt a pang of guilt, but Lu Nan interrupted impatiently, “By the time you report this, the woman will be dead. Hurry up and examine her!”

Lu Nan’s face was now as cold as ice, her overwhelming aura radiating outward. The doctor, sensing the oppressive force, immediately clamped down on the scathing words about to burst from her lips.

Damn it! This pervert’s presence is terrifying!

“What are you standing there for? Get over here!” Lu Nan shot the doctor a chilling glare.

The doctor, her heart pounding with dread, reluctantly approached and focused on examining Gu Jintang’s wounds.

It had to be said—her buttocks looked like a bruised peach, the skin torn and raw. How could she be so fragile?

Enduring the dual pressures of “see no evil” and Lu Nan’s oppressive aura, the physician finally managed to treat Gu Jintang’s wounds, plastering her entire backside with medicinal poultices.

“Done?” Lu Nan asked coldly.

The physician shuddered and nodded hastily. “Y-yes, all finished. Just remember to change the poultices daily. The patient’s diet should be bland and avoid any stimulants…”

So many instructions? Lu Nan thought, feeling like capturing Gu Jintang had only brought her trouble. Now she had to care for her wounds and soothe her body and mind!

Irritated and flustered, Lu Nan glanced down at the two palm prints on her white robes. The sight made her eyes blaze with fury. She tore off the garment and flung it aside, half-tempted to strip Gu Jintang bare and beat her again to death, if necessary.

After seeing the physician off, Xiao Qi stole a glance at Lu Nan, inwardly scoffing, And she dares criticize my narrow-mindedness?

At that moment, Lu Nan’s gaze shifted, her eyes meeting Xiao Qi’s with a chilling detachment, as if contemplating murder to silence her. Xiao Qi’s heart skipped a beat.

I’m done for. The Mistress is about to punish me.

Another day passed before Gu Jintang finally stirred awake. Her clear, wide eyes darted around the room until they landed on Xiao Qi standing nearby.

“What are you doing?” she asked innocently.

Xiao Qi, holding a basin of water, glared at her with obvious reluctance. “Applying medicine to your sore bottom, what else?! Seriously, I must have been cursed for eight lifetimes to end up serving you, you pretty boy.”

A glint of mischief flashed in Gu Jintang’s eyes before she burst into another wail. “You meanie! You’re scolding me again! I don’t want you near me!”

As she flailed her arms, Xiao Qi’s basin tipped over, sending water splashing across the room.

Lu Nan strode in, her ink-black hair cascading loosely around her shoulders. Her expression was impatient, and her icy gaze shot toward them. “What’s all this racket so early in the morning?!”

“Mistress won’t let me apply her medicine,” Xiao Qi whined, her face full of resentment. If you’re the one who hurt her, you should be the one taking care of her, she thought bitterly.

“You can’t handle it? Do you expect me to do it myself? Stop complaining and find a way to quiet her down,” Lu Nan snapped, settling back into her chair like a pampered overlord.

Xiao Qi reluctantly approached Gu Jintang, but the girl immediately shrieked at Lu Nan, “I want you! I want you to do it!”

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