C1271 The Greatest Misfortune

The pavilion was silent.

Until now, Chai Yi had never truly taken Feng Tiange seriously. Even when she was flustered, she had never been afraid. But now, Feng Tiange hadn’t drawn her sword; instead, she had slapped Chai Yi several times in a way only a woman could. And that scared her.

Chai Yi didn’t dare utter another word, glaring at the woman in front of her with eyes full of resentment