Qiao Mai walked to the entrance, where the people, looking disheveled, struggled to get up and pointed at her menacingly.
"How dare you hit the emperor's grandson? Just wait for it."
"Oh, I will. File a complaint. I'll look down on you if you can't get rid of me."
At this moment, people snacking in Qiao's Small Eatery came out upon hearing the commotion. Witnessing the scene, their enthusiasm ignited.
"Look, the Royal Consort beat up the ninth imperial grandson. Well done! Even better if his parents can't recognize him."
"Serves him right! He thinks he can flaunt his power because he's from the royal family. Now, he's in trouble. With the emperor's favor towards Mr. Yuan, he'll be scolded harshly."
Qiao Mai overheard these comments and glanced at the onlookers. She lowered her head, looking at the group of scoundrels on the ground.
"If you disturb my daughter in the shop again, I'll beat you up every time you show up."
