Lu Mian released Xi Mei's neck, her fingers lazily twirling the dagger. The continuously rotating blade gleamed coldly, brimming with aggression.
Since Hong Junhua hit Yuanyuan for Xi Mei's sake, then Xi Mei should return the favor with a slap.
The Jing Family owed Yuanyuan, and she intended to collect every single debt.
Xi Mei, newly freed, scrambled five steps away, clutching her stomach.
"You're insane!" Asking her to slap her own mother-in-law—on what grounds?
"You must be crazy! What did we ever do to you? Do you even know I'm the wife of the Chixia Sect Master?"
Lu Mian casually nodded. "Yes, I'm here for you."
Xi Mei still hadn't realized who she had provoked today or the scale of disaster she had invited upon herself. After staring at Lu Mian's clothes for a moment, clarity dawned.
"You're here to stand up for Jing Chun?!"
"Her name isn't Jing Chun; it's Sui Yuan." Lu Mian replied flatly, her fingertip lightly flicking the dagger blade. "I'll give you three seconds."
