"Why is it you two?" Mo Pinglan stared at the man and woman. This is bad.
"You bastard! You see it's us and you don't come over to pay your respects immediately?" Tang Shaojie demanded.
"Mo Pinglan, you've got some nerve!" Tang Ruqing added. "Have you lost even the most basic loyalty to your master?"
They were both from the Tang Sect, and Zhu Yingning's late husband had been their cousin. Mo Pinglan, on the other hand, had no connection to the Tang Sect whatsoever. She belonged solely to the Green Leaf Society and recognized Zhu Yingning as her mistress. In truth, she could have ignored them, but she didn't dare. Suppressing her indignation, she could only step forward and bow respectfully. "I was not aware of your visit, esteemed guests. Please forgive me for not welcoming you properly."
SLAP!
Tang Ruqing may have looked small and delicate, but her movements were decisive. A single slap sent Mo Pinglan staggering.
