Third Young Master Ye found a corner to relieve himself and walked out proudly. When he saw Zhou Jia sitting leisurely on a chair by the lotus pond, he was furious. He rolled up his sleeves and rushed towards Zhou Jia. "You dog, how dare you block me in the lotus pond? I'll beat you to death."
Zhou Jia watched as he rolled his eyes like Li Yu and sneered at him. "If you want to die, come over. I'll fulfill your wish."
Third Young Master Ye raised his fist and rushed toward Zhou Jia but was blocked by Ruyi raising his leg. She reached out and grabbed Third Young Master Ye's raised hand and squeezed it hard. "Ahhh." Third Young Master Ye shouted in pain, "Let go, let go. My wrist is broken."
Ruyi looked at Third Young Master Ye coldly. "If you stand here obediently, I'll spare you."
Third Young Master Ye looked at Ruyi and said, "No, no."
