C50 The Old Mistress Was at Her Wit's End

Bai Suyue heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that Yan Mochi did not chase after him. She twisted her wrist and a smile flashed across her eyes.

This was the price for hurting her eyes. She had already shown mercy.

"Bai Suyue!"

Before Bai Suyue could even stand firm, a deafening shout could be heard from not too far away