Shi Jiayin's smile stiffened on her face, but she struggled to maintain it, "Ning Xia, I didn't mean for it to be taken that way, I just wanted to make sure you understand my relationship with Siyan, so you could let go sooner, there's no need to hold on."
Her tone was filled with a 'I'm thinking of your best interest' attitude.
"Oh?"
Ning Xia raised her eyebrows, blinking her dark, large eyes, ripples shimmering in their depths, a hint of a witch's malice emerged as she spoke in a deliberately lowered voice, "Senior Shi, I'm someone who either lives in peace or if I'm troubled, I'll make sure you have no peace."
With each word she uttered, she took a step towards Shi Jiayin, her aura dominating, forcing Shi Jiayin to step back unconsciously.
Realizing her own action, Shi Jiayin stopped her retreat in a mix of shame and anger, standing up straight—she was Shi Jiayin, how could she be afraid of a little Ning Xia?
