Jiho's sneer deepened, her eyes glinting with defiant amusement. "I never even remember being family to this family."
The elder woman's face contorted with fury, her composure slipping as she realized the futility of her threats. The room seemed to grow colder, the air thick with unresolved conflict.
Jiho's unwavering stance was a testament to her strength, a silent proclamation that she would not be broken.
The elder woman's fury was palpable, her breath coming in sharp, angry bursts. "You will regret this insolence, Li Jiho," she hissed, her voice low and menacing.
Jiho held her ground, her chin lifting in a gesture of unspoken defiance. "Regret? No, I think not," she replied coolly. "I've survived worse than you."
The elder woman's shoulders heaved with suppressed fury, her gaze locked on Jiho as if trying to will her into submission.
