At the top of the mountain, Shen Yijia clung to the cliff with both hands. She frowned at the group of women who had been smiling at her just now and calling her Young Madam.
At this moment, their faces were so ugly.
Was this what Da Hua meant by a woman's heart being the most poisonous?
"Young Madam? You should have been more magnanimous and agreed to let me become Eldest Young Master's concubine. Why didn't you leave me some leeway?" Wu Chuntao looked down at her ferociously.
The others looked a little afraid, but no one retreated.
They believed that as long as they killed Shen Yijia, they could get what they wanted.
"You've ruined all of us. Today is your retribution."
Shen Yijia ignored her. She stepped on a leverage point and reached for the whip at her waist.
While she heaved a sigh of relief, she rolled her eyes inwardly. Didn't she know that villains died from talking too much?
