Although she was unclear about what was going on, Wen Zhi, adhering to the principle of "the less trouble, the better," responded with a friendly smile.
But this smile didn't seem to have any effect.
"You, what's your name?"
Mo Beiqing extended her manicured finger and pointed at Wen Zhi as she asked.
"Wen Zhi."
"You should pay more attention in the future and not act recklessly just because of your identity."
Mo Beiqing's sudden and inexplicable warning left Wen Zhi somewhat bemused.
When had she ever acted recklessly due to her identity?
If anything, shouldn't Luo Qingqing be the one being talked about?
Seeing Wen Zhi's confused face, Mo Beiqing's eyes flickered slightly, and she approached her, "Come with me."
Having said that, Mo Beiqing didn't wait for a response and started walking in a distant direction.
Wen Zhi found this woman to be quite odd.
She had started off by saying all sorts of nonsensical things to her, and now she wanted to have a private talk.
