"What is this nonsense?" Fatty Qi instantly flew into a rage. "Who are you talking to? Shut your foul mouth!"
"So what if I'm talking about you?" A tall, mixed-race beauty with a high-bridged nose and deep-set eyes crossed her arms, looking down at Fatty Qi with utter disdain. "A good dog doesn't block the path!"
"Girl, you're crossing the line. Don't think I won't hit you just because you're a beauty!" Fatty Qi sneered. "We can discuss this nicely, and I'll move if I have to. But I won't make way for someone who talks crap!"
"Everyone, please, let's not be rash." At that moment, Chu Yun came over, hastily trying to smooth things over with a laugh. "I apologize, my arrangements were not quite adequate. But while you are here at Tianyin Pavilion, please try to remain cordial."
"Miss Wang, if you please." With those words, Chu Yun patted Fatty Qi on the shoulder and then made a welcoming gesture to the mixed-race beauty.
