Demia was disgusted at the servant's response. She glared at the servant and said, "You b*tch, are you upset your master didn't choose you instead?"
"Shut up!" the servant snapped. She raised her vine whip and was going to strike Demia with it.
Demia's eyes narrowed and three red needles suddenly shot out from the tip of her tongue straight to the maid's face.
The other girls cried out in alarm. Wasn't provoking this maid asking for plenty of trouble? What if she angered her master? Wouldn't she be in an even worse position?
"Do you want to die?" The servant leapt towards the entrance of the room and narrowly avoided the red needles. She grinned and bared her sharp teeth at Demia. She whispered, "Foolish woman, you've made a huge mistake..."
However...
Three sharp, ear-
