Beitang Chuxin was startled. She couldn't imagine that Beitang Qing would ever make her apologize. She had always thought that no matter what, Beitang Qing would at least stand by her side, after all... her humiliation was of no benefit to Beitang Qing.
Beitang Chuxin said defiantly: "Brother, think about our status, and theirs, how could I apologize to a bunch of commoners? They're not even worth shining my shoes; why should I apologize to them?"
Beitang Chuxin's arrogance and insolence inflamed everyone around them.
Beitang Qing wished he could slap this fool silly, she was nothing more than a pig without a brain.
Beitang Qing slowly turned to Beitang Chuxin, "Apologize, do you want me to repeat this for a third time?"
Beitang Qing's expression was plain, but his eyes were sharp like a sword, causing Beitang Chuxin to shudder with cold fear.
She regretted it in her heart; she should have unleashed her anger on those contemptible commoners instead.