"Miss!"
The maid gasped, never expecting Duan Yunfei to be so ruthless.
Le Zhao clicked his tongue lightly, "I thought after meeting Miss Shen you had learned to cherish beauty, but it seems you're just the same as before."
Shen Qinglan raised an eyebrow, "You didn't kick her to death, did you?"
Better not be killed by the Heavenly Killer Sect, only to be kicked to death by Duan Yunfei.
"She won't die," Duan Yunfei flicked nonexistent dust off his body, and said calmly.
Looking at Yi Qianqian, whose hair was in disarray as she was helped up by the maid, Shen Qinglan couldn't help but smile slightly.
"Young Master Duan, aren't you being too much?" The maid said, her eyes red, "Our lady is your cousin, how can you be so heartless?"
Duan Yunfei's gaze was as cold as ice, glaring at the maid, and with a look of disdain at Yi Qianqian, he said, "If it happens again, I don't mind crippling those unsteady legs."
