What replaced it was a deep fear of Magistrate Zhou's authority.
Their faces instantly turned deathly pale. No longer daring to glance even once at that peerless Miss Su, they hurriedly kowtowed.
"Y-yes, yes! My lord, calm your anger! This little one will get lost at once, will get it done at once!"
With that, the two of them retreated in a scramble, half-rolling, half-crawling, their movements utterly wretched.
"My lord, don't work yourself into a rage. Come, let this humble woman help you vent a little fire."
At these words, the fury on Magistrate Zhou's face vanished in an instant, replaced by a near-vacant, besotted obsession.
Especially after hearing Miss Su's voice, sweet and sultry down to the bone, he hesitated not at all. His fat body obediently leaned back and collapsed onto the soft brocade carpet.
"Good, good… Beauty, this official will do whatever you say, whatever you say…"
