Ding Ziqiu and Zheng Zhixuan looked like ghosts—pale faces, and vacant eyes as if lost in some abyss of thought.
Suddenly, Ding Ziqiu sprang to his feet. In a swift motion, he grabbed Zheng Zhixuan's hair and began slapping her viciously across the face. He cursed, "You wretch, it's all because of you! You've ruined my life! Thanks to you, Qiyan Studio fired me. I loathe you!"
Zheng Zhixuan yelped in pain, creating a scene of utter chaos.
Gazing at the unfolding pandemonium, Gu Yuyan clenched her fists tightly, grinding her teeth before rushing out of the grand hall.
No one stepped in to stop the beating, not until Zheng Zhixuan's face was battered and bloody, swollen like a balloon. It was only then that several figures in black finally intervened, separating the warring duo and escorting them out of the hall. Those were Ye Nanshen's men.
