C306 He Was Just Asking for a Gunny Sack

In terms of verbal sparring, no one could match Yan Li. Her words were sharper than knives and hit harder than a sledgehammer to the chest.

Murong Chen's guard, Zhenglin, turned pale and shouted, "How dare you!"

How could she speak about their master like that? Did she think he was some gossiping noble or the brainless eighth prince? Even if their master wanted a beauty