Qu Lianyu shrunk her neck subconsciously and took a step back, "How dare you hit my people? Do you know who I am?"
Gu Qingxue sneered, "You dare to be impudent to the young prince. I can teach you a lesson no matter who you are."
Seeing that Bi Qing and Hong Yi were in so much pain that they could not stand up, Qu Lianyu suddenly had a bad feeling. She turned around and was about to run out of the kitchen.
Gu Qingxue saw through Qu Lianyu's intention at a glance. The kitchen knife in her hand came through the air with a swoosh, and it shot into the door on the side of Qu Lianyu's head with a muffled sound.
With a bang, the kitchen knife cut off a few strands of Qu Lianyu's hair, and most of them were buried in the door.
"Ah!" Qu Lianyu, a petite young lady, had never been so frightened before. She sat down heavily on the ground.
