Li Na's eyes narrowed, her stance unyielding. She took a measured step forward, her voice dropping to a chilling calm. "As for your personal problem with me, let's take it to the public trail. Or take it to the director. Take it to anyone who cares. Whenever and wherever you called...I'll show up to defend my side. But don't ever show up at my door again."
The air between them crackled with tension, thick and suffocating. "Because next time," Li Na continued, her words deliberate and heavy, "you won't be walking away with just a bruised ego."
Xiao Fei's hands curled into fists at her sides, her chest heaving with suppressed rage. Yet she didn't speak, didn't move. Li Na's words hung in the air, each syllable a nail in the coffin of Xiao Fei's argument, leaving no room for rebuttal.
