"What do you mean maybe? You quack!" Beitang Yao erupted in anger, struggling to hold back the urge to punch Ye Feng, "If anything happens to her, you're going down with her!"
Ye Feng watched as the Young Master's face turned livid, his eyes blazing with fury, his dark pupils shrouded in gloom, his entire being emanating an unpredictable wrath, causing an involuntary shiver to run through him.
"Xia Qingqian, you damned woman! Get down here immediately!" Beitang Yao stepped forward, standing in front of Ye Feng and Maria, "You have one second to get down here!"
"No—I won't come down! If you catch me, you'll find a way to threaten Beitang Yao, I won't fall for it!" she shook her head and said, "Young Master, why are you here? You should leave quickly, I'm not your mistress, I won't drag you down..."
