Yan Qingsi wanted Yue Tingfeng to piss off as soon as possible. She had no time to talk nonsense with him.
He had everything he wanted, he had control over many things, and he was fearless… but not everyone was like him. He possessed everything that Yan Qingsi did not. Her strength was scant. Not long ago in the past, she did not even put much hope in continuing to live.
She tilted her chin up and remarked sarcastically, "If you want to f*ck me, then f*ck me now. If you want to kill me, then do it. If you don't want to do anything, then you'd better f*ck off. You may have nothing to do but I have plenty of things to deal with. I don't have the luxury of wasting time with you."
Yue Tingfeng narrowed her eyes and said, "Sure. Since you're so eager to, then let's start."
