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Feng Zhiwei roared, flipping the table!
“Your Highness actually insults scholars!” The table fell to the ground as chairs and tea flew through the air. Feng Zhiwei ripped her sleeve, tore the buttons from her collar, and splashed in the tea puddle, drenching her robes and splattering Ning Yi’s. She grabbed a piece of porcelain and ran out of the courtyard, holding the porcelain to her neck as she cried out: “The horror! A scholar prefers death over humiliation!”
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