"She's a classless shrew,"
Unable to play dirty and win, she resorted to using her fists.
Nobody tried to stop it, Shu Yun and Qin Xue were more than happy to see Qin Mo get a beating. If Qin Mo ended up injuring the old lady, they could label her as unfilial.
Qin Xue even stretched out her foot, trying to trip Qin Mo.
But Qin Mo dodged it.
Women fighting is nothing but scratching, kicking, pulling hair, particularly lacking in grace.
The old lady had always been this way, but Qin Mo was different. She had learned a few simple self-defense moves and had promptly grabbed the old lady's withered wrist. But the old lady was different too, she could use her teeth.
Seizing the chance, she bit down viciously on Qin Mo's arm.
"Ah…" Qin Mo cried out in pain, just about to fight back,
but then felt the pressure on her arm lighten, the old lady had been pushed down to the ground, falling hard.
"Young Master Chu."
"Chu Yiqin!"