Angry for the crown!

Fu Qingzhu took a deep breath, with a hint of sadness in his voice, "Please let me go, okay?"
"Did I hear you correctly, Miss Fu? You actually used the word 'please'?"
The woman in the pink skirt looked at Fu Qingzhu with an exaggerated expression.
She felt very happy seeing the once high and mighty goddess being stepped on by her feet.
"Miss Fu, you can let us go if you want."
The woman in the blue skirt came over and squinted at Fu Qingzhu. "As long as you kneel down and kowtow...