The battle before was too horrific, Zhao Fan's subordinate army suffered over half in casualties, many of their brothers and friends died directly or indirectly at Han Yu's hands. Without the composure of their leader in black, had they not needed to capture this woman to report to their superior, they would have wished to kill her right then to vent their anger.
The smile on the face of the leading man in black had disappeared, obviously due to Su Wenyue's unwillingness to cooperate. "Madam Han, don't refuse the wine only to be forced to drink a penalty!"
"So what if I do? Do you really think I'll cooperate with you so obediently, to be used as a threat against my husband? Do I look that foolish to you?" Su Wenyue's words brimmed with an increasing amount of sarcasm.
