[Hey, why are you hitting me?]
The boy had just finished making threats when he got slapped across the face.
It was the same spot Kang Bosui had slapped before.
The boy was so furious his eyes turned red. He cursed, [You woman—you look like a decent person, so why are you biting people the moment you show up?]
As soon as he finished cursing, the boy got slapped again, just as expected.
He angrily flung down the dice and snapped, [I'll let it go since you're a woman, but you come in here and slap me twice? Do you really think I don't have a temper? Watch out—]
The tip of a sword pressed against his Adam's apple, and the boy promptly behaved.
He demanded gravely, [Who sent you to kill me?]
Then Yu Zi gave a cold laugh and shot back, [Kang Jishou, watch your mouth. Who are you calling your grandpa? I didn't hit you before because I respected my teacher and had manners. I'm hitting you now simply because I feel like slapping that face of yours!]
For over a decade, Kang Shi had given her more than enough grief.
Before, she'd been no match for him. Now, she was the one holding all the cards.
Did this young Kang Shi, who hadn't even finished growing, think he could escape her grasp? He'd run his mouth, so he deserved a good beating!
The boy covered his face, looking aggrieved. [Before? Have we met?]
His social circle was truly small.
The only women he knew were the servants and maids in his household, the female relatives of his elders, and the women he'd met in the pleasure quarters.
The strange woman before him looked to be in her early twenties. Her features were striking and sharp, and