217 RELEASED HER ANGER

Sana dissatisfied eyes scrutinized Senja up and down. "What this Young Miss Senja? You are actually very proud to wander around wearing a man cloak?"

Senja folded her arms in defense, trying to restraint herself from taking action that would only aggravate her mood. Even her voice trembled when she spoke. "Everyone has the right to be stupid, but you are abusing the privilege."

It was very clear to everyone present that Senja was in black mood. Even Sana's maid could see it. However, as usual Sana was very dense to put it into consideration. "What? Am I wrong? You are so shameless."

"I don't have obligation to answer your stupid question." As she finished speak, Senja turned around and was about to leave.

But, Sana decided to take a long stride and grabbed Senja's right hand as she to do so accidentally she scratched Senja's back hand in the process.

The stinging pain on her back hand made Senja wriggled her hand away from Sana's gripped. She really wanted to kick Sana if her dress didn't limit her movement.

With a harsh pushed from Senja, Sana stumble backward but insisted to not let go of Senja's hand as a result Senja also almost fell down. At that short moment, Senja swung her left hand and grabbed a lump of Sana's hair. She pushed Sana down by her hair to steady herself.

That sudden moved automatically made Sana released Senja's hand. At first, Sana expected that she would fall to the floor, nonetheless later she knew that Senja decided to raised her knee and smacked her face.

The pain was almost unbearable for Sana the moment her face kissed Senja's knee. She felt something warm flowing down from her nose when she slumped on her butt. Instinctively Sana touched her nose with her free hand only to see it was glistening with her own blood.

Drop after drop of blood trickled down from her nose as it tainted her beautiful red dress, make it darker. In spite of the burst pain Sana felt from her nose, it didn't prevent her to scream on the top of her lung with horror laced on it.

"Young Miss!" All of Sana's maids screamed along with her when she saw Sana's condition. The situation got messed up. Abruptly they were surrounded and knelt down to take a better look at their Young Miss poor nose while Sana didn't stop screaming despite it would stretch her nose and made the pain worse.

Senja sensed the anguish feeling that Sana felt, but it didn't bother her. In fact she was quite satisfied with the result as she could find an outlet to release her frustrated feeling that built up in these past days.

Senja smirked smugly when those maids were carrying the poor Sana back to her room and one of them run downstairs, maybe looking for a doctor? Senja didn't interest to find out.

"Young Miss Senja, are you alright?" It was Yang Yu who asked Senja, he had just came back a while ago when he heard Sana's scream in anguish. He looked around as his eyes fell onto Feng Chang's figure at the side. "What happened?"

On the other side, Feng Chang was dumbstruck. That moment happened so sudden and ended so fast. Before Feng Chang could comprehend what exactly happened, Sana had already bled. Just how much forced that Senja put when she struck her knee on Sana's face until she bled like that?

"Young Miss Senja and Young Miss Sana were fighting… I guess…" Feng Chang also didn't sure with his answer. They didn't look like fighting in his eyes. It looked like Senja knocked Sana out by only a blow.