Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

Originally, the foreign noblewoman had no interest in that bag at all. However, she changed her mind as she saw Xyla Quest try on the bag, a strong desire to own the bag rising within her. Pointing at the bag in Xyla's hand, she turned to face the salesgirl and demanded. "Is there any stock left for that bag? I'll take it."

She had the typical foreigner's accent when speaking the language of Country Z.

The salesgirl shook her head helplessly in response. "No, Miss. That's a limited edition and there are only two in our store. We just sold one earlier, and that is the only one left." Without hesitation, the foreign noblewoman strode toward Xyla and pointed at the bag in her hand. "Give it to me..."

Xyla and Stanley frowned at her rude and overbearing attitude.

"I'm going to buy this," said Xyla.

She would never hand over the bag to this woman.

If this person had spoken nicely to her in the first place, she would consider giving her the bag and sacrificing herself. However, there was no reason for her to do so since she was so impolite. "Pfft... People of Country Z. Get, out..." The foreign noblewoman rolled her eyes at Xyla.

Then, she snatched the bag from Xyla and hung it around her own arm, a cold glance which landed on the salesgirls followed soon after. "I'm taking this, wrap it up for me... Don't let any Country Z people come in today. I hate them the most." The foreign noblewoman added.

the

being insulted but she could

citizens of Country Z to get out and she

his face darkened after hearing the nonsense blurted from the lady's mouth. Coldness swirled around him as if it was going to freeze everything around him. "This is Country Z. You're the one who should get out of here," Xyla responded coldly, "Where did

that? Do you know who I am?" The foreign noblewoman rebuked in an indifferent tone. "How dare you tell me

with that?" Xyla sneered. "I don't care who you are. Now that we're in Country Z, anyone who disrespects our

conversation, Stanley had remained silent. All he did was pull out his phone and send a

ask me to? You think you own

this mall is really run by my family." Xyla

today? So it was you that polluted the air." The foreign noblewoman

general manager of the mall entered the store with a large group of security

about a hundred

all eyes fell on the group of people as they