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"You dumb lass! How many times have I told you to not put the little incense burner under the table! You'll cause someone to trip and fall! Go and keep it right now!"
That slap of hers produced a crisp sound as it rang in the room despite not hitting him. The long sleeve nails embedded with jewels slit open Shadow Blade's collar. He quickly covered it while Meng Fuyao continued to reprimand him, "Ugly b*tch. What kind of place do you think this is for you to show your ugliness! Little An, drag this thing out and drill some discipline in her!"
Her words came out like the wind, and once the final word was said, Little An had already bowed as he vicariously dragged "Chun Mei" away, berating "her" as he walked. "You are an experienced maid beside Her Highness, but how can you still make such amateur mistakes. Wait till you get to the palace…" His voice gradually faded into the night, and from afar, one could hear the soft sobbing sound of a lady.