"Yes, Miss!" Guan Changyun replied respectfully. He understood Xiao Yao's intention: if that woman was willing to pay them to trouble the miss, they'd take the money but wouldn't trouble the miss—instead, it would be that woman herself who'd find trouble coming her way, letting her taste the consequences of her actions. He felt no sympathy for that woman; after all, she had targeted their miss.
Xiao Yao was at her wits' end. When she had been insecure and timid before, people would bully her and pick on her. But ever since she returned from ancient times, her personality had changed, and still, there came wave after wave of troublemakers seeking her out. Now, even the riff-raff dared to trouble her; it was just unbearably annoying. Since this was the case, why be polite? And since she was being so malicious toward her, Xiao Yao would be even less inclined to play nice.
The order had been given, and those below would comply.
