Bai Ning approached them, frowning as he scrutinized Manbao. His impression of her was rather limited, only knowing that she was far from demure—despite being a young lady, she not only studied alongside men but also lacked modesty. During the recent poetry chain game, she had certainly shown her sharp edges.
Manbao, too, frowned as she sized him up, having to tilt her head back due to his height, which made her even less pleased.
After looking him over from head to toe and scanning her memory, she confirmed she had never met him before, let alone offended him, which made her all the more confident as she lifted her small head and asked, "Bai Ning, on the day of the winter solstice feast when I attended the banquet at your house, were you trying to harm me?"
Bai Ning, still furrowing his brow, looked at Manbao with a blank expression, completely unprepared for such a blunt and explosive question.
