Feiyuan Lin was certainly an interesting person, but Ling Hua thought that Yan Qing was even more fascinating today.
From the moment he had called Feiyuan Lin into the courtyard, to the end of the meal, he had been giving Feiyuan Lin a hard time at every turn, digging pits for him to fall into and striking where it hurt the most. Feiyuan Lin, who had been arrogant since childhood and a person who never suffered losses lightly, could be said to have swallowed a bellyful of anger in Yan Qing's presence today.
Even Ling Hua felt that Feiyuan Lin's not bursting with rage today was a testament to the good temperament he had cultivated over the past three years.
She looked at Yan Qing with a sense of wonder and admiration, "Brother, I had no idea you were so impressive."
It's true what they say: words can kill without a blade.
