Rong Qi continued walking, paying Su Yifan no heed. He rushed over, intent on grabbing her arm to talk.
Rong Qi's brows tightened. With a flick of her wrist and a graceful sidestep, she shoved him. Su Yifan found himself face-planting, hitting the ground in a manner colloquially known as "eating dirt".
Annoyed and red-faced, Su Yifan looked back at Rong Qi from his prone position.
"Sorry. Self-defense," Rong Qi retracted her hand, "I thought you were about to attack me."
Yet, the sly grin on Rong Qi's lips betrayed not a shred of remorse. Clearly, it was intentional.
Struggling to get up, Su Yifan realized he couldn't. His legs felt numb, as if he had lost control over them. He asked, "Rong Qi, what did you do to me?"
With a lazily enigmatic smile, Rong Qi replied, "I haven't the foggiest idea."
