"As long as I'm here, I won't let you touch a single hair of Miss Liu!" Mrs. Wu's eyes were bloodshot, glaring fiercely at them.
Though Mrs. Wu was an Alchemist, she lacked Martial Force, and in times of peace, she habitually refrained from using physical force. Yet now, for the sake of a foolish girl, she started fighting back.
Everyone present was taken aback, and their expressions grew increasingly vicious.
Pan An sneered, "Tie up this old maid first!"
The servant kicked to the ground by Mrs. Wu quickly got up and strode towards her, slapping her twice, "Damn it, how dare you kick me! Sick of living!"
That kick from Mrs. Wu had taken all her courage, and now she had no strength left to retaliate. Being slapped twice, her head buzzed in a daze.
Tied up on one side, Mrs. Wu was helpless as Ye Liang sat on the bed, her petite, frail figure completely exposed.
