Seeing the tightly shut gate of the Lin Residence, she grew even angrier and imdiately ordered the maid beside her to curse.
"Yes, yes, this servant will go right away."
The maid responded repeatedly but dared not actually move forward to smash the door open. Instead, she cautiously stepped up and knocked lightly on the door.
"Is anyone ho? Is anyone ho? The Madam of the Ding Clan has co to visit."
Madam Ding’s fury boiled as she observed this.
What she ant was to smash the door open, wasn’t it? What was this lowly maid trying to do? Was she intentionally provoking her?
Yet, she didn’t dare do anything to that maid, because the maid was placed by Nanny Fang, soone sent to keep an eye on her explicitly by her mother-in-law.
The objective was clear—not allowing her to visit the city lord’s wife, nor provoke those she shouldn’t provoke outside.
And now, facing a woman whom she utterly despised, she couldn’t even straighten her back and confront her fiercely. Instead, she had to knock politely on the door, utterly humiliating her ancestors.
"You, go smash the door!"
She shot a venomous order at another maid by her side.
Upon hearing the command, the maid sneakily glanced at her mistress, feeling deeply apprehensive.
If the head of the family were to find out about this incident, not only would the maids who failed to dissuade their mistress face severe consequences, but most likely, even the mistress herself would face dire aftermath.
But Madam Ding didn’t seem to fear such consequences, stubbornly challenging their family head’s authority.
"Madam, if you smash the door open, it would be difficult to explain to Commander Lin on the other side. After all, he is the city lord’s most trusted confidant."
She quietly reminded her in an attempt to pacify the situation.
Besides, wasn’t their young lady Ding Rong infatuated with Lin Baizhong simply because he possessed good looks and was highly favored by the city lord? She relentlessly pursued him, ignoring decorum.
The maid was almost certain that if the door were smashed now, Madam Ding would inevitably et her downfall next.
’Smack!’
As the maid finished speaking, a slap landed heavily on her right cheek.
"Stop invoking the city lord to suppress this madam! Would I, this madam, fear him? Rong’er is my daughter—does it an I’m not allowed to save my own daughter from ruin?"
"What kind of logic is that? Today, I will smash open this door and see what Lin Nian can do to !"
"Bah! A re commander—does he dare oppose the mighty Ding Clan?"
"Let’s see if he even knows his place. Soone like him—does he rit the attention?"
Liu Yuyang: "..."
So this is Ding Rong’s mother?
Indeed, it’s no surprise how the daughter would turn out given a mother like this.
No wonder Ding Rong, at such a young age, shalessly chased after my husband. It turns out she has a mother lacking any sense of right and wrong as her example.
As Liu Yuyang reflected on the absurdity of Madam Ding and Ding Rong being undoubtedly a pair of blood-related mother and daughter, she saw Madam Ding already lift her hand, aiming a strike at the gate of the residence.
"Hiss!"
Liu Yuyang sucked in a sharp breath and instantly raised her own hand, shooting out a blast of magic to block Madam Ding’s attack.
It wasn’t about the destruction of her gate—that was a minor matter. But standing outside the gate was still a maid—a human life on the line! Was it really so expendable?
"Ah!"
The maid, sensing both waves of magic power rushing toward her, scread in terror.
Fortunately, Liu Yuyang intercepted the strike just in ti. Otherwise, she would’ve been the one to take the place of the door, slain by her mistress right then and there!
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