Ye Zhi was stunned for a moment, then quickly flew up, grabbed the matchmaker's collar, pinned her against the wall, and lifted a wooden stick to hit her.
The matchmaker was so scared that she quickly begged for mercy: "Master, please spare me. I was only paid by Landlord Liu to escort a concubine. If you want to take the concubine, go ahead. It's none of my business."
She hadn't expected this frail black-clad young man to have some martial arts skill.
At this moment, her fat body was trembling, no longer the arrogant and domineering self from earlier.
If her collar wasn't being tightly held, the matchmaker couldn't even stand; her two thick legs were already shaking like a sieve.
Ye Zhi remained silent, there was no way she would let her go; it would be like releasing a tiger back into the mountains. Just as she was about to knock her out, a clear female voice sounded from behind.
"Stop."
