"I'm the victim, Sister Yin! Do you not believe Li Fantong?!"
The young Northern Princess shouted at Bai Shuyin, looking so frustrated as big droplets of tears gathered at the corner of her eyes before they rolled down her chubby cheeks.
On the other hand, the white-haired female was quite stunned. Why was she so desperate to make her believe? She stood across from her, despite Bai Shuyin's slightly blurring visions, Li Fantong's small structure took almost all of her attention.
"Sister Yin!" The raven-haired princess cried out, inky wet strands clung to her face. Her face was a mask of alarm.
The hissing snake snarled accordingly to the situation, agitated by the distressful emotions of its master. Looking at the scaly serpent, Bai Shuyin herself felt chills running down her back from her distaste for reptiles and her muscles stiffened once more.
