When Beiting Huang called her "good girl", Mu Qingling felt shy and embarrassed. She stomped her feet and went to the side to pour tea for Beiting Huang.
On the other hand, it was hard to tell if Mu Wanyue was feeling jealous or envious. She scolded him for being shameless and called out to the maids and servants beside her, "Since ninth young master still wants my life, attack!"
Most of these maidservants were ordinary people. There were also a few first-grade to second-grade Spiritual Practitioners, who were Mu Wanyue's personal maidservants. They charged at the front.
The Ninth Young Master was just a piece of trash. It was just a coincidence that he had killed Shui'er with a single blow from the teacup. Now that they had come prepared, it was impossible for the Ninth Young Master to succeed again.
A group of people were sharpening their swords. They were aggressive and roared as they surrounded Beiting Huang.
