"You dare!" Wu Zhen was not easily frightened, given the many years that had passed, during which she had seen all sorts of situations.
A servant's life was expendable.
But she did not believe that Yan Wanqing dared to lay a hand on her!
After all, she was the Marchioness, and if Yan Wanqing killed her, the entire Township Manor would be implicated.
"Put away your rowdy tactics; the engagement is already dissolved, and you should be kneeling and greeting me with respect. Now that you're treating Huai Yu this way, I need not respect you anymore, Madam Wu. In all matters and manners, dignity is paramount!"
She was too lazy to talk further and waved her two fingers towards Hong Wu.
Hong Wu immediately stepped forward sword in hand, about to kick down the door of the small compartment.
Wu Zhen could no longer restrain herself, "If you want her dead, then go in and save her today!"
What did she mean?
