Wang Dajiao looked at Cheng Rurong as she collapsed to the ground, even more proud of herself than a monkey admiring its own reflection, shaking her head and saying, "Well! Rurong, how did you end up collapsing on the ground so quickly? Could this really be..." She was about to say "a stone curse," when she saw Qin Yue step out and immediately shuddered, asking, "Wi... Qin Yue, what are you going to do?"
Qin Yue clenched her teeth, smiling, and said crisply, "What am I going to do? You old women, all babbling nonsense here, I'm going to wash your mouths out, keep it up!"
With a splash, the yellow water stank to heaven and Earth; Wang Dajiao, standing right in the middle of the courtyard, was doused with a thoroughly bone-chilling splash, looking like a crow dragged out from a filthy ditch from the tips of her hair down to the soles of her feet.
