"You, come over here!"
Fang Qingzhu's icy gaze settled on Xiao Tianjiao.
Xiao Tianjiao shivered all over. He had seen the formidable Long Sihai slapped by Fang Qingzhu without daring to resist, and even had his right arm broken directly by her maid, Xiao Xue.
Xiao Tianjiao bowed towards Fang Qingzhu and said, "Xiao Tianjiao, has met Her Holiness, the Saintess!"
He surreptitiously sized up Fang Qingzhu, jealousy surging in his heart: How the hell did that bastard Xiao Yi get so lucky? To win the favor of the Saintess of Baiyu? If only I could establish a connection with Baiyu and earn their support, how great that would be...
Fang Qingzhu's lips curled slightly upwards, adorned with a dazzling smile.
A smile that could charm all creation.
And with another smile, all flowers would pale in comparison!
That smile from Fang Qingzhu made Xiao Tianjiao's heart flutter, and he thought: Could it be that Her Holiness has taken a fancy to me?
