"Little beast, let's see how long you can stay sharp-witted!" the old woman hissed, clenching her teeth. "Soon, I'll knock out your teeth one by one and stuff them into your head! Then, let's see if you can still spout such venomous words!"
At that moment, her expression appeared unusually sinister and ferocious. Clearly, the depth of her hatred for Zhou Yan had reached an unimaginable level.
"Heh, why so angry? Is it because my words touched a nerve, struck your taboo, your soft underbelly? This also indirectly proves that everything I've said is true! You certainly don't like hearing it, but you can't deny that you are indeed an ugly old hag!
And what's more, you're afraid! Afraid that your Young Master will fall in love with me at first sight, and then—"
"Shut up! You lowly mongrel, you think you're worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as our Young Master? You think you're worthy?!"