"Bang!"
The storeroom door was slammed shut, and Bu Shi Ren stormed back into the accounting room. He slammed his hand furiously onto the table, frightening the other accountants nearly to the point of dropping their ledgers.
At that moment, a little maid, trembling with fear, brought in a freshly brewed cup of tea. Bu Shi Ren, feeling parched and tongue-tied, picked it up and poured it into his mouth without thinking. The maid couldn't stop him in time, and Bu Shi Ren was scalded and started to yell in chaos. With a careless throw, the remaining half cup of tea splashed all over the maid, scalding her to the point of tears, yet she dared not cry out loud.
"Insolence! Even you, this lowly wench, don't have me in your eyes, huh? You're practically begging for death!"
