A Lip Stick

"Who are you insulting?" Bai Lianhua rushed over and grabbed Shi Chan'er's hair. They had been fighting quite a bit these past few days, and Bai Lianhua wasn't about to back down. They clawed, bit, and threw punches, all in.

But Shi Chan'er wasn't one to be underestimated, even in the middle of a brawl. At a time like this, she was no match for Bai Lianhua, the asthmatic heiress who knew how to throw a tantrum. In a few moves, she had Bai Lianhua pinned to the ground, delivering a resounding slap.

Not far away, Lui Xuezhou watched, thinking, "This is my chance..."

Back at the camp, Ji Zan learned about Ye Chun's visit and his gaze turned colder. "Hmph! Once Sun Han and Xia Dong return, we'll raid their camp immediately. Keeping someone like her around is just asking for trouble."