Bam—
Yan Yu'er had recovered and was biting her lip furiously. However, before she could finish speaking, her face was hit by a deafening slap. She was stupefied.
"Mother?"
The cold and aloof young woman was the one who had slapped her. Ignoring Yan Yu'er, who was covering her face with an aggrieved look, she wiped her hand with a handkerchief and asked indifferently, "Are you sober now?"
The young woman's tone was not that heavy, but Yan Yu'er was very frightened.
"S… Sober."
"Have you realized your mistake?"
"I… I shouldn't have gotten distracted during a battle or underestimated others."
"What else?"
"I… I shouldn't have provoked…"
Yan Yu'er had wanted to say that she shouldn't have provoked her sister, but when she saw her mother frown, her voice became increasingly softer and she began thinking quickly. However, she didn't know what had gone wrong after pondering it for a long time.
