The slender man's face turned ashen as he struggled to escape, but the woman's foot pinned him down, rendering him immovable.
Ran Yan watched the brash woman, cracked a slight smile, and was about to retreat when suddenly there was a loud crash in the great hall, a porcelain bowl shattered before a middle-aged man, spilling liquor all over the floor, "What are you looking at, go home and look at your mother!"
The man's gaze had been inappropriately wandering over her ample chest and hips from the very beginning, and, infuriated, the woman showed a hint of outlaw spirit.
Upon hearing such face-losing words, the middle-aged man immediately stood up, seething with anger.
