Mrs. Lin began struggling desperately.
She didn't want to die; she hadn't lived in a big house or worn beautiful clothes. If someone had to die, let it be Old Mrs. Mu.
Suddenly, Mrs. Lin regained some strength. She lifted her foot and kicked Old Mrs. Mu in the stomach.
Old Mrs. Mu released Mrs. Lin's hand in pain, and Mrs. Lin quickly got up from the ground.
Now, Mrs. Lin no longer wanted to apologize to the old woman. The old woman clearly wanted her life. If she stupidly begged for forgiveness again, she'd be out of her mind.
Mrs. Lin sprinted towards the courtyard gate. Seeing this, Old Mrs. Mu ignored everything and grabbed Mrs. Lin's hair, pulling her backward.
Mrs. Lin's scalp tightened into a ball.
"Mother, you're going to pull all my hair out, let go, let go!"
Old Mrs. Mu exerted strength, and a handful of Mrs. Lin's hair was pulled out.
Mrs. Lin collided with Old Mrs. Mu, and the two women instantly grappled together.
