Before the voice had even faded, Xie Yu said coldly, "Stop the carriage!"
"Oh, someone's angry," the teasing man laughed, "Come on, it was just a joke. Don't take it seriously."
"Yes, Zhou Yu, we were just kidding. Why do you get angry so easily?" The woman didn't mind and even patted her on the shoulder, saying, "Don't be petty. Apologize to Brother Wang and Brother Gao. They're very generous."
"Stop the carriage!" Xie Yu said once more.
Seeing that the others did not stop the carriage and continued laughing, she leapt out, standing in the sunlight on the street, her chest heaving as if still angered by those scoundrels' words.
Inside the carriage, the teasing man said, "Old Wang, she's just a crazy woman. She will regret this."
Another man snorted, "Ma Feng, your friend doesn't know how lucky she is."
