As soon as these words were uttered.
A burst of teasing laughter rose from the crowd on the steps, and there was even a scholar hiding in the crowd who shouted, "The girl speaks the truth."
Zhao Rong, who had been smiling and attempting to explain, suddenly choked on his words; the smile on his face slowly faded as a hint of cold light began to shimmer in his eyes.
Zhao Rong paid no attention to the commotion behind him, his cold gaze unwaveringly fixed on the blue-clothed girl.
I have been extremely patient, not for you to take advantage and step all over me.
Feeling guilty about your young age and our prior misunderstanding does not give you the reason to act recklessly and demand inch after inch.
The blue-clothed girl had been looking into Zhao Rong's eyes all the while, but at some point, her heart suddenly skipped a beat as if targeted by a presence lurking in the darkness. Subconsciously, she wanted to look away but then quickly gathered her wits.
