The old man let out a brazen laugh: "Little lady, just concede, come home with Master and warm his bed."
Zi Xia, overwhelmed with anger and humiliation, raised her sword again intending to rush forward desperately.
Suddenly, she felt a force pulling her back, and then heard a clear and cold voice saying, "Zi Xia, stand down."
Zi Xia turned her head to see the young lady unexpectedly standing behind her.
"Young lady."
"Stand down."
"Yes!"
Zi Xia had no choice but to resentfully step aside, her eyes glaring at the old man as if she wished to devour him.
This was a vile old man who not only hurt her but dared to insult her. Zi Xia wished she could chop him into pieces to relieve her heart's anger.
"Oh! Great beauty!" As soon as Xuexue appeared, the old man's eyes lit up, about to drool, he yelled at Nanny Sun: "You dead old hag, keeping such a great beauty hidden away, if you'd brought her out earlier, Master wouldn't have bothered fighting you."
