Situ Yu was trembling all over with anger, her lips quivering as she stammered, "You... you... you hillbilly, how dare you insult this Miss."
The older woman laughed and said, "Miss? You still think you're the noble Miss of the General's Mansion? Stop dreaming, the whole manor knows you're all imposters, not the real Miss and Young Master of the General's Mansion. Otherwise, why would the General exile you to the manor?"
It was like a bolt from the blue; this news almost knocked Situ Dieer and her sister out.
"You... you... what did you say?" In desperation, Situ Dieer stepped forward and grabbed the older woman's arm.
"What... what are you trying to do? I'm telling the truth." The older woman, broad and stout, quickly freed herself from Situ Dieer.
Pushed aside by the older woman, Situ Dieer disregarded her and grabbed her again, her voice pleading, "Ma'am, please, tell us what's really going on?"
