Tantai Qingyue felt a headache coming on.

She glanced at Hua Linglong on the distant rooftop. So a woman really did fall for a man who is not all there. Did Xie Siyu poke her eyes out?

"And if I do not get down?"

Xie Siyu said coolly, "Then I'll make you get down!"

Tantai Qingyue was amused. "You want to fight?"

She was in a foul mood anyway. Beating up Xie Siyu might be just the thing to cheer her up.

She beckoned him with a crook of her fingers. "Touch the hem of my clothes, and you win."

Xie Siyu snorted and reached for his sword.

But before he could draw it, Tantai Qingyue was right in front of him. She kicked the hilt and drove the half-drawn blade back into its scabbard, and then... then Xie Siyu was in for it!

Bam, bam, bam!!!

A string of punches sent Xie Siyu staggering back.

Several times he tried to draw his sword, and every time Tantai Qingyue kicked it back in.

Poor Xie Siyu didn't stand a chance against Tantai Qingyue. She was using him as a human punching bag.

She left his face alone. If she beat it black and blue, Ning Chen would come after her for it, so she aimed everything at his body.

Hua Linglong went pale at the sight and rushed over to help.

By the time she got there, Tantai Qingyue had had enough.

"I am done playing with you. Good night, sweet dreams!"

Xie Siyu, beaten to a pulp, crouched on the roof ridge clutching his stomach, in too much pain to speak.

Tantai Qingyue felt much better. She was about to slip away... when a figure shot up onto the roof.

It was Ning Chen.

"Are you two sick in the head? It's the middle of the night, and instead of sleeping you're up on the roof fighting... Your father's down there rocking the bed, and you two are up here rocking the house."

He'd been leading his bald little general in and out of the muddy swamp when these…