"That place hasn't been my home for a long time!" Lingyue said coldly, "Xie Wennan, stop wasting your energy. No matter how charming your smile is now, I know just how black your heart is. People don't change their nature. I'm not a three-year-old child anymore, you'll never fool me!"
Being openly ridiculed by an eight-year-old child with crude language, Xie Wennan's face turned sour, "You are just a child. How could you be so rude to your elders? What kind of upbringing is this?"
"You count as an elder?" Lingyue sneered, looking at her contemptuously, "You are nothing but human scum!"
"You, you, you..." Xie Wennan, face bright red from anger, pointed at Lingyue's nose, speechless.
The child standing opposite her was just eight years old, several heads shorter than her.
Yet, his sharp tongue and contemptuous eyes made him seem nothing like an eight-year-old child, but rather like a mature adult.
