Li Meirong kept her lips pressed together and her eyes narrowed down with suspicion as she assessed the girl in front of her. She wasn't really sure as to what was now brewing in the strange girl's mind, the more she thought about the meaning behind Xiong Mei's choice of words, the more confused she became by her. She had already acquired a migraine due to one certain silver-haired individual, and she definitely didn't need Xiong Mei to give her another headache.
She sighed and tried to manoeuvre herself out of this awkward encounter with a polite approach, "Xiong Mei, I don't want to fight with you. You were nice to me before and I appreciate your help, so let's separate under good terms."
"I don't want to separate. If what you say is true and my spirit beast had wronged you, I will seek justice on your behalf." Xiong Mei announced, and it felt as though her words were as strong as a vow.
