As she spoke, she reached out to close the door.
The old woman's son was quick as a flash and managed to block the door before she could act.
Jhiang Yuan was stuck and also getting angry.
"Go to hell!"
With that, she kicked out.
She rarely swore, but she was truly annoyed by these people's thick-skinned actions.
Hearing the commotion, everyone else came over, especially Song Yi and Jhiang Xingzhi, who almost ran over.
"My girl..."
Meanwhile, the old woman's son got kicked but still didn't let go.
"You've done enough, lady! Freezing us to death, what good does that do you!"
This menacing figure changed his tune very quickly.
Jhiang Yuan didn't soften and delivered another kick, which he dodged backward.
Her kick didn't fully connect, and it wasn't easy holding back the two doors.
Song Yi had already come over and pulled Jhiang Yuan back.
With great force, she had no room to resist.
On their side, as soon as they let go, both doors swung violently outward.