Li Dai turned her head. The speaker was a young woman wearing a short-jacket and skirt ensemble, with bright red, slightly thick lips and small eyes—she actually had somewhat the look of a Tang dynasty court lady. Yet, although her voice was sweet and melodic, her words were far from friendly, carrying a strange vibe that Li Dai could not quite put her finger on.
To call it jealousy would be inaccurate; it felt more like a provocation, as if she were trying to compete with her over something.
"That's right, we are friends." Despite finding it odd, viewed through the lens of mutual friendship, the woman certainly belonged to Jing Chiyang's camp.
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