"I'll say this one last time: hand over the Heirate Seal, or I will actually start killing people." Chen Feiyu's sword intent surged around him as he formed a sword mudra, sword qi flickering unpredictably at his fingertips.
Terai Chika sighed, casting a resentful look his way. "Mr. Chen really has no heart for tender blossoms. I consider myself an absolute beauty, and I hold Mr. Chen in very high regard. Yet you always treat me like a disposable flower, casting me aside like worn-out shoes. It seems the women of Huaxia are completely right—all men are heartless scoundrels."
With her pitiful expression and resentful gaze, she looked remarkably like a neglected young wife who had been abandoned by Chen Feiyu.
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