Dong Huiying patted her chest and quickly slipped to the side, putting on an innocent face afterward.
"Girl, I think you're really in big trouble. You'd better hurry up to the mountain temple to burn some incense and pray, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't live much longer, and it might even bring disaster to your whole family."
"You harlot!"
She once again advanced on Dong Huiying with her sword.
"You're full of nonsense; I'll kill you right here and cut out that annoying tongue of yours!!"
Yan Xiyu charged at Dong Huiying full of killing intent, but Dong Huiying, though seemingly clumsy, narrowly dodged each time. Yet Yan Xiyu couldn't even touch a hair of hers.
Especially Dong Huiying's mouth, it was truly infuriating, so incredibly annoying.
Feigning a smiling demeanor while uttering words that could drive someone mad.
Yan Xiyu was practically driven insane with rage.
By now, the Second Elder of the Qin family had become nothing more than a figurehead.
