"You, you..."
The woman in black silk trembled with rage, pointing a finger at Sister Sa, "You... you have no shame..."
Sister Sa sneered, "Heh, if you dare to do it, don't be afraid of what others say. Deep down, you know who is more shameless."
"Hmph, I certainly know. My mother and your father were truly in love. The unloved one is the third party," the woman in black silk retorted angrily.
"Truly in love?" Sister Sa scoffed, "Shameless scoundrels. How dare you utter the word 'love'? You clearly played the role of Pan Jinlian to Ximen Qing's Westward Journey. Don't pretend to be a pure maiden in front of me."
"You—"
"What about me? You're the type who plays the whore but wants a chaste memorial archway. Aren't you afraid it will collapse and break the rotten backs of you and your mother!" Sister Sa's venomous tongue was unleashed, spewing insults.
Hearing Sister Sa call herself and her mother whores who erected memorial archways, the woman in black silk's face turned ashen. She roared, "Say that one more word, and I'll try you!"
"Try me, then. Your mother is a shameless slut who destroyed someone else's family. You, the little slut, are no better. Look at this face – is it human or canine? Even the walls of public toilets outside can't match the thickness of your skin. One might think you crawled out from a thousand-year-old corpse. Just get some gasoline and burn yourself to death early, so you don't scare the children looking like neither human nor ghost."
"You... I'll tear your mouth apart..."
The woman in black silk, beside herself with fury, lunged forward, her hands clawing at Sister Sa's face.
"You want to fight? I'm not afraid of you!"
Sister Sa, who had also been seething with anger, did not hold back when the other woman lunged.
Thus, the two women, enemies meeting with fiery gazes, descended into a brawl.
What does a catfight look like? One can imagine: grabbing, pinching, twisting, squeezing, and of course, pulling hair.
Sister Sa hated this mother-daughter pair of mistresses, her attacks becoming even more ruthless as she landed several slaps.
The woman in black silk was no pushover either; as Sister Sa swung a slap, she retaliated with a kick.
Seeing she wasn't gaining the upper hand, Sister Sa promptly removed her high heel and swung it.
The woman in black silk dodged the attack and, in turn, removed her own high heel, brandishing it like a weapon.
Jiang Ling, after finishing a scene and noticing Sister Sa had gone to the restroom and hadn't returned, grew worried something had happened and came to check.
However, before she could even enter, she heard screams like a pig being slaughtered from inside.
Jiang Ling recognized Sister Sa's voice among them and rushed in.
There, she saw two disheveled women, each wielding a high heel and beating each other.
While fighting, they didn't forget to hurl insults that would make anyone's ancestors blush.
Seeing this, Jiang Ling rushed forward, attempting to pull them apart.
However, the two were fighting with such ferocity, they seemed intent on killing each other.
With both women starting to show injuries, Jiang Ling suddenly launched a kick, aiming for the rear of the woman in black silk.
The woman in black silk let out a yell as she was sent flying backward, crashing through the restroom door behind her, landing with a thud in the toilet bowl, all the while spewing curses.
Jiang Ling hurried to Sister Sa, asking, "Sister Sa, are you alright?"
"I'm fine. This bitch wanted to kill me, but she doesn't stand a chance!"
Sister Sa shook her head, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and then turned to the woman in black silk with a smile, saying, "How about it? Now you know how tough I am, right?"
"You..."
The woman in black silk struggled, trying to get up.