Tu Ya charged into the felt tent of the couple and saw the rugged-looking man helping the young girl peel sunflower seeds. Her anger was uncontrollable.
All her men had disappeared, all because of this damn girl, yet she dared to look so content and enjoy the man's services?
She rushed forward, raised her hand, and fiercely slapped Dong Huiying across the face.
Dong Huiying's eyes suddenly grew fierce.
"Slap—!"
The sound of a slap rang out; the young girl had reacted faster than the attacker.
Because Tu Ya had consumed a numbing pill, she couldn't control her strength properly; a slap sent her flying out of the felt tent.
She landed on the ground in a disheveled heap.
Liang Haoming instantly stood up, and with a "whoosh," he drew his long knife, his face dark as thunder, ready to rush at Tu Ya outside the tent.
"I'll go," Dong Huiying held down the man's hand.
