With her back turned to Xingluo and Jiang Yinhuai, Yanzhu’s expression turned cold. Gone was her gentle and charming demeanor. She squeezed the sweet orange in her hand until it burst, juice spraying everywhere, before she calmly wiped her hands.
A glowing green light swept across the room, and the surroundings returned to their original state.
"Left without a word? Sheng Xiuhan, you've got some nerve."
Chapter 167