Han Fei received the order and immediately led Yang Zhengshan's personal attendants surging forward. The attendants beside that young master of the Jing'an Marquis Mansion chose to give up resisting.
They did not believe Yang Zhengshan would dare harm their young master in broad daylight. Even if they were seized, it would not be long before Yang Zhengshan let them go. Though the process would be somewhat humiliating, as long as their young master's life was not in danger, they would not have committed any great mistake.
Yang Zhengshan indeed could not do much to this young master. After all, the man had merely smashed up a shop, which did not count as any major crime. Even if Yang Zhengshan loathed him in his heart, he could only teach the fellow a small lesson.
However, there were differences between lessons and lessons. Making a pampered noble scion go to a construction site to carry bricks—this kind of lesson would absolutely be unforgettable for this young master for the rest of his life.
After a Moment, Han Fei led the attendants away with the whole group.
"Why are you, a little girl, acting like some profligate scion too? If you dare run wild and act recklessly, see if your grandfather doesn't serve you with the family rules!"
Yang Zhengshan glared as he began lecturing Yang Qingwan.
A young lady actually trading insults with someone in public, actually ordering the servants at her side to hit people.
In truth, this was not entirely wrong. Whether scolding people or hitting people, it was not necessarily wrong; some people were just asking to be scolded, and some people were just asking to be beaten.
But even if a young miss of a great household scolded people and hit people, she still had to carry