"What a joke. Our gang has over a hundred brothers. We've seen it all. Dealing with a little lass like you is like playing with a toy. Telling you to serve us is giving you face. If you don't know what's good for you... heh, believe me, I'll still mess with you. I'll even scratch your face and throw you into the mountains to be some old man's wife."
Ming Mei's eyes sharpened. "I don't believe you. Have you done that before?"
Brother Wei: "Pfft, don't believe me? You're so naive! Hahaha, brothers, this lass doesn't believe me. Isn't she hilarious?"
"Hilarious, brother. Take care of her..."
"This little lass is refusing to see the coffin..."
"She has no idea. We've dealt with many women. There's Li Fang from the garment factory..."
"Hu Yan from the cannery..."
"Hahaha..."
One by one, they listed names, and Ming Mei's gaze grew darker. With a cold humph, she said, "I guess you've never heard of me."
"You? What's your name?"
