Yu Nianzhao stood still, the corners of her lips lifted in a rather mischievous smile.
"Fight against me, you're tired of living, aren't you!"
She lightly raised her fingers, and shadows emerged from the ground, grabbing Pei Yunqi's legs and tripping him to the ground.
"Ah! It hurts so much!"
Pei Yunqi fell heavily, his already swollen cheek now added with a bruised nose.
The pain was excruciating for him.
Mrs. Zhou went crazy, rushing up to hold Pei Yunqi, angrily cursing, "Yu Nianzhao, how long will you bully your cousin? You're accustomed to using black magic, aren't you? Are you aiming to ruin him?"
Yu Nianzhao spread her hands, "I've severed ties with Marquis Wu'an's family, he's not my cousin anymore. Besides, hasn't he confessed enough already? You could've compiled a family genealogy by now, do you want to go through it again?"
Upon hearing Yu Nianzhao's reckless threats, Mrs. Zhou's face went from blue to pale.
But she obediently fell silent.
