Making baseless accusations and slandering others—anyone could do that, couldn't they?
Standing to one side, Hu Que was stunned by Si Yan's wild antics, failing to react for a long while.
Si Yan's eyes twinkled with mirth as she looked at Jie Ling. But that mirth was ice-cold, making Jie Ling burst into tears on the spot.
Jie Ling's crying was a very effective tactic.
It swayed the wavering Beastmen at the scene, who began to accuse Si Yan one after another.
"It's just a piece of leather, isn't it? What's the big deal if little Jie Ling fancies it and you give it to her? Really now."
"Exactly! Si Yan, can't you be a bit more sensible? Making a young female cry in broad daylight, is that proper behavior?"
"We can just compensate you with another one. Don't cry, Jie Ling, don't cry."
Hearing this, Si Yan found it quite amusing.
Suddenly, Dongchi laughed too. He stepped forward. "Big brother, you really aren't adept at treating women with tender care."
