Feng Jiu looked askance at him with her hands folded on her chest. She took another glance at the woman's scratched and bloody hand and scoffed. "Will it bite you if you don't provoke it?"
"Kill him!"
The woman, with a fierce expression on her face, took out the medicine to bind up the wound while giving orders to the man in grey.
"Tsk tsk, do you really think this Imperial City belongs to your family? It's shameless to be easily provoked, to shout beating and killing in the main street and big alley. " Feng Jiu leisurely said, looking at the woman's flustered and embittered expression. Her lips curved up, showing a wry smile.
"Even if I kill you, no one would dare to say anything!" She simply bandaged the wound on her hand, took out the whip again and attacked Feng Jiu.
