Inside the Prefectural Yamen, the cursing never stopped, while Ren Ye and Brother Huang ate and drank as usual. They even found time to discuss the difficulties facing Qingliang Prefecture at this stage of their work.
"Li Yan, you heartless bastard &%@#..." With her hair disheveled, Wang Lili turned into a Republican-era trash-talking warrior. Only after more than ten straight minutes of abuse did her voice finally begin to fade.
Ren Ye sipped his wine, elegantly wiped the corner of his mouth, and looked up at her. "Can we have a rational conversation?"
"Li Yan, sooner or later, someone will slice you into a thousand pieces and leave your corpse in the street!" The moment he spoke again, Wang Lili found her second wind.
On a personal level, she truly hated Ren Ye to the core.
In Greed Village, all her schemes had ultimately amounted to a complete defeat at Ren Ye's hands, leaving her with a sense of failure she could hardly shake.
As for her circumstances, even an idiot could have sensed that she seemed to have arrived somewhere impossible to explain or understand. And... she most likely could not leave.
That was the main reason for her impotent rage and frenzied venting.
However, Ren Ye did not have that much time to humor this "little princess," so he turned to Brother Huang and said softly, "Find a way to give her a whipping."
"No problem. With a horsewhip, or a man's whip?" Brother Huang had not even finished two ounces of liquor before he started talking filth.
Ren Ye was speechless. "Is that something a respectable New Year's Watcher should say?"
"She doesn't seem to know what a feudal society is yet. We have a duty to make it perfectly clear to her." Brother Huang ate his