Miserable cries rang out as Feng Zhiwei blinked innocently and finally finished her sentence. "… a couple of months ago."
Gu Nanyi stood for a moment among the scattered porcelain and blood but soon found the area too dirty for his taste, calmly stepping on the seven women lying on the ground and walking back to Feng Zhiwei.
Just as Auntie An was curling up, shaky finger raised, about to point at Feng Zhiwei and unleash a barrage of curses, her eyes flipped back as she was pushed down again…
In quick succession, another three servant women had their breasts trampled…