Bai Ruozhu responded to the fury with a scornful laugh. She snorted contemptuously, saying, "Why would I need to frame you? There's nothing about you worth my framing."
At this, San Lang jumped up, interpreting Bai Ruozhu's words as a suggestion that he was inferior to Da Lang and Er Lang, amounting to nothing. She wouldn't even deign to slander him.
"I swear to God I didn't conspire with Xiaosi to frame you. Dare you swear you didn't steal my jade pendant?" Bai Ruozhu preempted him before he could speak.
San Lang was left speechless. Bai Ruozhu's cold laughter rang out, "If I conspired with Xiaosi to frame you, may I die a miserable death. If you stole my jade pendant and blamed it on Xiaosi, may you die a miserable death!"
