Bai Man covered her face, her eyes sharp as blades swept across Xu Chaomu's, fixated on his gaze.
Xu Chaomu's slap had been ferociously hard; her face still throbbed with a burning pain.
"Xu Chaomu," Bai Man said, "a man like Shen Chi, who is the favored son of heaven, certainly wouldn't need a son who shares no blood relation with him! So, how do you think you lost your child? At the social gathering yesterday, he got drunk and told me that he had someone tamper with the milk you drank."
After finishing, a smug smile appeared on Bai Man's lips.
Xu Chaomu's complexion changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure.
"Bai Man, still resorting to the same tricks you used five years ago?" Xu Chaomu observed, maintaining a distance between them, because she had seen firsthand how insane this woman could get.
She had never seen such a disparity in a person's two-faced nature, except in legends... what was it? A cornered dog will jump over a wall?
