Wendy Wen's face was pale, but she forced herself to remain calm and said, "Princess Consort, the maid was being thoughtless..."
Before she could finish, Lucia Lu, who was standing face-to-face with her, suddenly let out a miserable scream and crashed heavily to the ground. Wendy Wen hadn’t yet recovered from the shock when another series of ear-piercing screams echoed. The snowy white little beast clung to Lucia Lu’s head, scratching viciously regardless of whether it hurt her beautiful face. Lucia Lu dodged left and right, reaching up with both hands to try to pull the beast off, but no matter how she struggled, she couldn’t succeed.
The maid behind her, frozen in fear, finally snapped out of it and rushed to help, pulling and kicking in an attempt to get the little beast off. But strangely, no matter how much she tried, she couldn’t touch the beast at all!
Wendy Wen was left dumbfounded, thinking that Lucia Lu was, after all, the Princess Consort. If she stood by and watched, who knew what Lucia Lu might do to her in the future? So she called out to her own maid to join in the effort.
Seeing that Yuna’s claws were too sharp, Wendy Wen didn’t dare grab her directly. She looked around, found a stick, and tried to knock Yuna off with it.
But Yuna seemed to have eyes on the back of her head and quickly leaped away, then sprang onto Wendy Wen, scratching her fiercely. Wendy Wen screamed in pain and tried to hit Yuna with the stick, but every time, she only hit herself.
Seeing her own lady being bullied, the loyal maid was furious. "You damned beast! I’ll skin you alive today!" She completely forgot that just moments ago, she’d regretted cursing at the little cat.
For a moment, it was pure chaos—humans and beast in a tangled fight, dust flying, screams filling the air.
Earlier at noon, Yuna had been pitifully hungry, so when Ethan Gray saw it was almost time for dinner, he came to look for her ahead of schedule. Who could have guessed that as he approached, he’d hear heart-wrenching screams from the garden, and upon arriving, he witnessed utter mayhem.
It had to be said, his timing was impeccable—even the guard who was about to report the chaos stopped in his tracks.