"You, you all better not mess around!"
"M-my mistress is a Fourth-rank female official from the palace!"
Liu Zhi understood that revealing Liu Mianmian's true identity would be unwise. Trembling, she spoke while retreating backward.
"Female official? What kind of trash is that? How does it compare to the flavor of the girls from Chun Yue Building?" The man had no fear. Instead, he laughed even more vilely, "Come on then, take me to see your mistress."
"If you amuse me enough, I'll take in both master and servant alike—living the high life!"
Saying that, he let out a loud and heavy belch...
The stench was so foul it made Liu Zhi dizzy and nauseous.
The situation didn't look good, so she turned and started running back.
The sound of footsteps behind her was chaotic—thump, thump, thump—unstructured but clearly getting closer.
The men chasing her spat lewd and filthy words as they ran.
