Lai Xuan went on endlessly, "Those two women are no different from madwomen; in fact, they are madwomen! Lai Manting tore off a piece of Li Lu's scalp as big as half a palm—I saw it with my own eyes, and the hair on that scalp was still there. Li Lu fought back, scratching Lai Manting's face until it was a bloody mess. You should know that Lai Manting's face is hard to heal in the first place. With such scratching... tsk tsk..."
Lai Jiajia handed him a cup of water considerately, "Little brother, moisten your throat and take your time. To think I missed such an exciting scene."
Lai Xuan nodded, took the cup, and drank a big gulp.
After wiping his mouth with his sleeve and seeing that the Ninth Princess was listening intently, the Princely Heir, who was usually stern, relaxed significantly. Lai Xuan then let loose, gesticulating wildly as he described, "Great-Uncle fainted from anger, the scene was just too crazy..."
