She could tell that Zhuo fanglin was actually feeling guilty, but he had only dared to show up because she was injured. She couldn't help but feel contempt in her heart.
"Good, good. Ling Chuxi, since you don't know what's good for you, then don't blame me for not being polite. Liang wanhuai, that good-for-nothing, will never be able to come to Tianyu in his lifetime. The debt of Jing 'Anyuan can only be placed on you. Today, I will take revenge for both the new and old grudges." Zhuo fanglin was trying his best to draw aggro onto Ling Chuxi, stimulating his own courage.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuo fanglin let out a furious roar and raised his sword to attack Ling Chuxi.
"It's so noisy, do you still want me to sleep?" Just as Zhuo fanglin was about to attack Ling Chuxi's side, a tender and clear voice rang out from above her head. It sounded very impatient.
