Yu Xia's words were like stirring up a hornet's nest. Families like theirs feared superstitions the most. Without thinking, Mother Wei raised her hand and slapped Yu Xia again.
"At your age, you still can't speak properly. If you can't speak, then don't. Someone slap her mouth till she can't speak anymore." Mother Wei commanded her bodyguard with anger to slap Yu Xia.
The bodyguard looked at Yu Xia's thin face and hesitated, his blows were soft.
"Didn't you eat? Hit her, hit her hard." Mother Wei pointed her sharp manicured nail at Yu Xia's face, speaking in a sharp tone.
On the other side, Lin Mengyao, also restrained by bodyguards, saw the blood at the corner of Yu Xia's mouth, her eyes reddened, and tears flowed uncontrollably.
"Target me with whatever you have, don't hit her, do you hear me! Stop it! I'm telling you to stop!" Lin Mengyao shouted loudly.
