Pei Ziqing stood frozen, his mind blank from the sudden turn of events, his ears ringing. After the initial shock came shame, indignation, and rage!
Anger surged to his head, instantly turning his fair and delicate face a deep purplish-red!
He abruptly raised his hand and haphazardly wiped the dirty water off his face with his sleeve, only to find that the stench from the sleeve made him bend over and vomit again, his movements both awkward and comical.
Damn it, has this woman gone mad?!
He roared inwardly, his stomach churning from the stench emanating from his body.
If that wretched woman Liu Zixi doesn't lend him five thousand taels today, he will absolutely never forgive her!
One of the bold diners couldn't hold back and let out a very faint laugh.
That laugh seemed to ignite the silence in the room, and bursts of laughter rose and fell.
Hahahaha!
"Oh my god! Look, look! Vegetable leaves are all over my mouth!"
"Oh dear, the new silk has turned into a rag!"
"The students have turned into swill-eaters! Hahahaha!"
The diners hid behind and laughed so hard they were doubled over, tears streaming down their faces.
Even the workers couldn't keep up with their work, clutching their stomachs and shrugging their shoulders.
Hearing the rustling laughter and mocking words around him, Pei Ziqing felt all the blood rush to his face, burning his vision.
His carefully maintained reputation and dignity, which he had cultivated for over a decade, crumbled completely in the face of this mudslinging!
He suddenly raised his head, his usually feigned eyes now bloodshot, churning with resentment and hatred, fixed on the culprit a few steps away, the orphan girl with a calm, even mocking, expression.
"You bitch!!"
A roar that broke through his defenses burst from Pei Ziqing's throat, his reason completely burned away. Like a mad bull that had been completely enraged, he disregarded his image and charged at Zi Xi with a ferocious and twisted face.
He looks nothing like a refined young man from ancient times; he's more like a male ghost crawling out of a swill bucket!
"Oh my goodness!"
The laughter behind the partition instantly turned into gasps of surprise!
Just as the claw was about to grab her face, Zi Xi's pupils shrank. Her body's instincts reacted faster than she thought. Without thinking, almost as a conditioned reflex, her slender fingers suddenly tightened, and she yanked up the wooden basin she had just put down, creating a sharp whooshing sound!
With a resounding crack that lingered for days, the wooden basin slammed solidly into Pei Ziqing's liver-colored face!
The force of the blow was so great that it sent Pei Ziqing flying into the air, where he tumbled strangely before crashing heavily onto a bluestone slab several meters away.
Pei Ziqing's body fell like a rag doll, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The laughter in the courtyard vanished instantly, plunging the place into a deathly silence, as if even the wind had frozen.
Pei Ziqing lay on the ground, seeing stars, half of his face burning and swollen, and a strong taste of blood filling his mouth.
He trembled as he raised his hand to touch it, and there was a tooth in his palm—all his teeth had been knocked out!
He tried to struggle to get up again, but as soon as he propped himself up, he felt dizzy again and vomited a mouthful of blood mixed with two broken teeth.
Zi Xi stood there, her chest heaving violently, and a thin crack appeared on the edge of the wooden basin in her hand.
She never expected that even without buffing herself before coming, she would still be so powerful, slapping the scumbag away.
At this moment, the crowd behind the partition finally recovered from their shock. Someone gasped and muttered, "This...this isn't a slap! It's more like being swung at with a wok...but I've never heard of this young master being this strong..."
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