"..." Jing Yiren swiftly grabbed a cup from the table and threw it, Yue Feng dodged and the cup smashed to pieces with a 'bang'.
"Yiren! Stop it!" Yue Feng sternly tried to persuade her.
Jing Yiren was so angry that she threw anything she could grab.
Cushions, newspapers, vases, she smashed them one after another.
"I dare you to dodge!" Saying this, Jing Yiren stomped her foot and with a kick of inner strength, she leapt towards Yue Feng.
Yue Feng, startled, extended his arms hurriedly to catch Jing Yiren.
Jing Yiren's martial arts skills were not that weak; halfway through the air, she kicked fiercely towards Yue Feng's shoulder, but Yue Feng grabbed her ankle and pulled her in, wrapping his arms around her and securing her within his embrace.
The servants in the house, seeing this scene, were terrified to their core.
They all knew that Jing Yiren had some fighting skills, but they had never seen her fight like this before.
