Twenty slaps might not sound like many, but they were more than enough to bruise a face beyond recognition. A little extra force could knock out all the teeth without it being a surprise.
Fan Meijiao felt utterly humiliated just for the sake of a maid: she had lost face and dignity. Full of resentment and seeing the green-clad maid dare to plead for mercy, her anger flared, and she yanked back her sleeve with force, pointing at a sturdy old woman and scolding, "You, slap her mouth!"
"Yes, as you command!" The old woman responded loudly, stepping forward and delivering a heavy slap to the green-clad maid, who cried out piercingly and lost her balance, falling to the ground.
"Ah—" The green-clad maid clutched her face and let out a pitiful scream that was chilling to hear.
