"Don't touch me."
Serena Feng snapped angrily. As the servant stepped forward, she caught him off guard, grabbed his shoulder, and threw him over her back with a fierce move.
With a heavy thud, she knocked one of them down. As another servant lunged at her, Serena raised her leg and kicked him hard, aiming straight for his groin.
With a smack, the other servant collapsed to the ground, writhing in pain.
Serena Feng nodded in satisfaction—self-defense techniques for women! They really worked. Good thing she'd picked up a few moves from the soldiers back in the army when she had nothing better to do.
"Help, help, it hurts so much, I'm dying..." The two servants lay groaning on the ground, but the one clutching his groin howled the loudest.
"Get lost..." After that flurry of moves, Serena was breathing hard. The sheer fabric clinging to her body was barely holding on, threatening to slip off at any moment...
Serena quickly adjusted her sheer robe and glared furiously at the people before her.
Everyone around was stunned by Serena's moves. Only Gareth Yan, his body ruined by wine and women and his brain clouded by lust, still hadn't realized that Serena Feng was not someone to mess with now.
"Oh, feisty, aren't you? Good... I love taming wild ones like you. What are you all standing around for? Get her! Take this little lady away—she's disturbing the peace in the capital, and I want to interrogate her personally."