Wang Xiuhong swallowed nervously, took a step back, and stammered, "Wha-what do you mean?"
Wang Xiuhong hadn't anticipated that Ni Yang would see through her so easily, or that Ni Yang would proactively confront her. In theory, Ni Yang, being an outsider, should have been acting more low-key. But was she?
Rather than acting submissively, Ni Yang was assertive and intimidating. No one could humiliate her even in the slightest.
Wang Xiuhong looked at Ni Yang, immediately meeting a pair of sharp eyes with a clear division between black and white. The depth of her eyes shimmered with the reflection of light.
This gaze was unlike any of her peers, or even adults, that Wang Xiuhong had encountered before.
It was pure, transparent, confident, and calm…
In short, it wasn't the look one would expect in a teenage girl.
Wang Xiuhong took another silent step back and nervously said, "I don't understand what you're talking about."
