Lin Cuiping, overwhelmed by anger and feeling attacked, could no longer contain her emotions. In a moment of heated frustration, she raised her hand with the intention of slapping Xia Lihua in a fit of rage. "You uncouth girl!"
Instinctively, Xia Lihua took a step back and attempted to block Aunty Yang's strike, but in her haste, she accidentally touched Aunty Yang's hair.
Aunty Yang's wig came off with a sudden yank, revealing her natural hair underneath. "Ahhh!"
Xia Lihua was stunned; this was simply hilarious.
Ding Feng picked it up with both hands and offered it back to Lin Cuiping. "Aunt Yang, please calm down."
However Lin Cuiping was already fuming with rage, and Ding Feng's words only seemed to fuel her anger. "How can I calm down!"
"What's this commotion going on?"
As soon as the elder approached them, Ding Feng immediately showed respect by bowing down to greet him. "Old master Yang, greetings."
