Song Lianhe strode over and shoved aside the guards surrounding Mrs. E. "Get out of the way!"
Seeing who it was, the murderous aura around Mrs. E slowly dissipated.
Song Lianhe looked at the woman sitting opposite her with a cold smile. "Song Xilan, I've been far too lenient with you! You dare lay a hand on my people?!"
Mrs. E lowered her eyes and smiled faintly, then put away the whip in her hand.
The last person to shield her like this had been her husband.
"Song Lianhe!"
Song Xilan shot to her feet. "You're deliberately trying to antagonize me, aren't you—"
Before she could finish, Song Lianhe just smiled. "And what can you do about it?"
Without wasting any more words on her, she immediately ordered her people to throw them out.
"Right here." Xuan Mei drew the short sword from her waist and gave it a casual flourish. She glanced at the guards beside Mrs. E, her expression indifferent, as if looking down on a bunch of petty lowlifes.
