Bai Zhi was angry beyond measure, struggling to free her whip.
But it was as if a mountain was holding the other end of her whip, not budging regardless of her desperate efforts.
She gritted her teeth, resolved, and aimed a palm strike at Tong Sanlang.
She did not believe Tong Sanlang would dare to fight her.
"Enough!" Seeing that his patient persuasion was not working, Yang Ye's handsome face grimaced in frustration.
His countenance was dark as deep water, his hand raised in equal resolve, his voice grew stern, "Examine your behavior! Where does it match your status?!"
"If you continue acting recklessly, do you believe that I won't have you tied up and sent back to the capital city?"
At these words, Bai Zhi's fury increased.
She swallowed back tears and shouted, "Brother Ye, I love you. If not for your inexplicable fondness for this village girl, would I have become this ugly?!"
