Not caring about the pain in his body, the servant immediately began to lodge a complaint: "Madam, it's all because of this girl. Not only did she block our carriage, she was even disrespectful to you and had the audacity to throw me off the horse!"
Lady Wang's face turned a few shades uglier, and her gaze toward Ji Xinhe became less friendly, even containing a hint of disdain: "You really have a lot of guts! Do you know who you're being disrespectful to?"
Ji Xinhe casually threw away the servant's horse whip, sneering: "Just now, I merely disciplined a servant, but this madam claims I was disrespectful to her. Does the servant represent the madam, or does the madam think she is no different from that servant?"
Lady Wang's face turned red with anger, almost turning purple, looking very unpleasant: "You! You... "