What you hold in your hands is called power

The three maids were still pulled away amidst the pleas for mercy.

Rong Yan stood beside Liancheng Yazhi and watched.

She suddenly felt that she didn't feel any guilt when she saw them being dragged away. Instead, there was an inexplicable feeling in her heart.

After it quieted down, none of the remaining servants dared to make another sound, afraid that they would be the next one to be pointed out.

Liancheng Yazhi waved his hand. you can leave now. Miss has heard what you said just now. Your attitude will determine whether she will be happy next time.

yes, it's Zhenzhen! the rest of the servants replied in unison.

They retreated one after another with weak legs. They felt like they had just survived a disaster.