"Jin Fengzhao, how dare you come to me? What gives you the right to hit me, you shameless bastard who emerged from nowhere? I'm going to fight you to the end."
Thus, Jin Fengzhao and Concubine Xu grappled with each other.
The maids and older servants, upon seeing this, panicked and hurried forward to separate the two, until a commanding male voice came from behind.
"What are you doing?" Xiao Jinfei, twenty-seven or twenty-eight, had already grown a light beard.
His slightly dark skin and firmly set features on a tall frame left no doubt that he was a man long accustomed to the battlefield.
The two stopped fighting, and right away, Concubine Xu began to cry softly.
"General, she hit me."
"You little wretch, don't play the victim first, Jinfei. This wretched girl disrespects me and even insults me."
