"Chu Hong, right?" Sangmo's eyes cast a cold intent, "You joke to the left, joke to the right, but do you see my master or me laughing?"
"Since the moment you met us, you've been trying to drive a wedge between my master and me. Are you doing this deliberately, or are you just purely malicious?"
Chu Hong opened her mouth but couldn't speak for a long time. She had often joked like this with the people in the manor before and had never seen anyone upset, so why was it not okay today?
Yet, the words that Sangmo had spoken left her with no rebuttal. As the favored one in front of the Manor Lord, she had always looked down on others. When had she ever suffered such an insult?
Her gaze swept around the room and suddenly landed on the second floor.
"Your man still has matters to request from our Manor Lord. Are you sure you want to offend me at this time?" she said, a hint of triumph appearing on her face again.
