Bai Jingqing was completely stunned, her mind blank, her almond-shaped eyes wide open in disbelief as she looked at Qin Yi.
Mo Wuji was also completely baffled.
"You're talking nonsense, that's impossible," Bai Jingqing shouted angrily.
Qin Yi looked innocent, "Why is it impossible? Do you not know what you're like when you're drunk? Kissing and hugging everyone you see. If I hadn't run fast, I would have been taken advantage of, and even the Village Chief almost fell victim to you."
Bai Jingqing's scalp tingled, her whole body frozen. Is her drunken behavior really that bad?
"If you don't believe me, just ask them. These three are your fellow disciples from Baihua Pavilion, they wouldn't lie to you." Qin Yi pointed at the three female disciples beside him.
Bai Jingqing looked at them.
The three women were full of bitterness, reluctantly nodding, while internally cursing that they were coerced, that if they didn't comply, Qin Yi would marry them off to the villagers here.
