"Hold on."
"What do you mean by this?" Yu’er frowned.
"Things haven’t been explained yet. Whether Miss Yu’er has money is her business, but how can you prove that this silver is given to Xu Ling’er by you?" Wan Fang’s slender lips curved slightly, speaking calmly, "I have received a report from a guest about missing items. Both the number of silver notes and the pattern on the sachet match..."
Yu’er was stunned upon hearing this and said, "Where is the guest you’re talking about? I want to confront him face-to-face!"
"No need to trouble Miss Yu’er. Once the matter is handled, I will inform you accordingly." Wan Fang said with a sly smile.
Yu’er’s heart sank to the bottom.
Clearly, the other side came prepared and never intended to give her a chance!
"Continue the search!"
"Get up quickly, old hag, pretending to be dead here all day long."
A few instructors walked forward, yanked the quilt off Liu, and prepared to forcibly drag her out of bed.
"Stop!"
"I dare any of you!"
Yu’er stood with arms spread, shielding Liu, glaring at Wan Fang and gritting her teeth. "Instructor Wan, you should know my relationship with Mr. Chen of the Sky Scale Guard. Have you considered the consequences of your actions?!"
"Of course, I know. Isn’t it just the relationship between a client and a prostitute?"
Wan Fang squinted slightly, coldly saying, "I am acting according to the rules. From start to finish, I haven’t laid a hand on you. Mr. Chen wouldn’t be able to hold me accountable... Do I need his consent to manage the female workers under my control?"
Yu’er’s bosom rose and fell, wanting to say more but was impatiently interrupted by Wan Fang.
"No more useless talk, Instructor Dong, escort Miss Yu’er out."
"Yes."
The fat woman walked to Yu’er, her body as massive as a mountain, grinning hideously, she said, "Don’t be nervous, Miss. Considering those few silver notes, I’ll handle you gently."
Having said that, she reached out with hands like a fan, aiming to grab Yu’er.
Yu’er remained steadfast, defiantly standing in front of Liu Miaozhi, and just as the large hand was about to fall...
Whoosh—
It seemed like a gentle breeze swept through the room.
The fat woman’s body suddenly froze, like a statue unable to move.
Then, under her astonished gaze, her fingers twisted backward one by one, being forcefully turned into a twisted shape!
Crack—
Accompanied by an eerie sound of bones cracking, her entire fat hand became bloody and flesh got mangled, as fresh blood flowed incessantly!
"Ahhhhh!"
"My hand!"
At this moment, the fat woman finally reacted. She dropped the whip, grabbed her wrist, and let out a heart-wrenching howl.
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