Feng Tianlan rested her elbow on the table while supporting her head with her hand. She looked laid back yet graceful. Feng Tianlan then looked at Yuan Haizhen with disdain and said, "What about me? Are you not happy with me?"
"Yes, I am." Yuan Haizhen stared back at her while biting her lips. "Without the Demon King, you, Shen Qingdai, are nothing. What's the use of taking advantage of other's influence and pretending that you're so mighty? Do you feel no shame?"
"If you're not happy, bite me then," Feng Tianlan replied faintly.
Yuan Haizhen gritted her teeth. "Do you think that I don't dare to do so?"
"Of course you dare to do so." Feng Tianlan looked at Yuan Haizhen, who was behaving like a clown, with a faint smile.
