"I want to remind you, lest you be deceived," said Sister An with a tone of icy nobility.
Shen Li's brows furrowed slightly, she didn't quite like Sister An's tone. Although it wasn't aimed at her, the feeling of superiority still made her uncomfortable. She said, "Remind me of what?"
Sister An's hand pointed straight towards Dongfang, causing Shen Li to pause and involuntarily look in that direction.
She saw Dongfang's face was an iron blue, as if he was enduring something extreme, and his eyes were fixated on Sister An, glaring with such intensity that had looks could kill, Sister An would have been dead countless times over.
"You shouldn't walk with such people; it doesn't suit your status," Sister An said, still staring directly at Dongfang.
Still carrying her air of frosty grace, she faced Dongfang's murderous gaze without flinching and even curled her lips into a sneer of cold mockery.
