Murong Yuan was afraid of Jiang Chen in the same way she would be if she ran into a crazy man who could beat her up on the street.
Of course, she wouldn't take a crazy man seriously and think of him as a threat.
If Jiang Chen slapped her, she had hundreds of ways to get revenge.
But even if Jiang Chen died, she wouldn't be able to get rid of the shame of being slapped in public.
She hadn't expected him to be so insatiable and lippy.
Murong Yuan thought she had to show him how powerful she was.
"You insult others with mean words, but don't allow others to speak the same way to you?" said Jiang Chen.
"I was just telling the truth. Look at her. Has she talked back?"
Murong Yuan smiled coldly and looked towards Ying Wushuang, who was behind Jiang Chen under his protection. Then she said, "I feel pity for you, seduced by this woman and destroying your future for her."
Suddenly, Ying Wushuang, who had been silent, shouted loudly.
"Shut up!"