The damned old hag, to actually slap her when she wasn't paying attention?
"You dare talk back?" The Madam was truly the image of a shrew.
"Enough, what are you quarreling about? Shut up, all of you." Qu Jianglin spoke with the authority of a Family Head.
"Hmph." The Madam huffed coldly and turned around to storm back to her seat.
Lady Nine glanced over and quickly advised in a low voice, "Tan'er, don't anger the Madam anymore."
"I didn't want to." Qu Tan'er also felt somewhat helpless.
Angering the Madam only resulted in making Lady Nine's life more difficult.
"Speak, what did you say to the Eighth Prince?" The Madam curbed her anger and asked coldly.
"What does the Madam think I said?"
"Don't think that just because you've done something, heaven and earth are unaware. The mischief you're up to can't be hidden from me. Actually asking the Eighth Prince to intervene and punish Pan'er? You really are a traitorous creature," huffed the Madam coldly.