"Apologize."
Huo Tingxiao looked at Sheng Xueqian with a cold, indifferent face, his tone brooking no refusal. Sheng Xueqian's complexion turned deathly pale, she bit her lip in aggrievement and started to speak unwillingly.
"I'm sorry."
Mu Lan raised an eyebrow.
"I didn't hear you clearly."
"You're being unreasonable—"
Upon lifting her head and seeing the coldness in Huo Tingxiao's dark eyes, like the frost and snow of midwinter sending a chill down her spine.
With clenched fists, Sheng Xueqian once again voiced her apology unwillingly, raising her voice.
"I'm sorry! Is that enough for you?"
Mu Lan didn't want to drag things out indefinitely, seeing Sheng Xueqian's eyes beginning to redden, knowing that this was already her limit.
Being unrelenting when one is in the right was not her style, she believed in teaching a lesson and learning from it.
