Lin Anyu bit down hard on her lower lip, the taste of blood almost lingering between her teeth. A fierce redness seemed to flash in the depths of her eyes, and her fingernails dug ruthlessly into her palms.
Did he actually expect her to kneel to that cheap wretch?
The hand hidden within her purple gauze sleeve trembled violently. Remembering the character "Heng" she had personally and secretly carved onto the Twin Butterfly Hairpin, she gritted her teeth.
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