Yun Qingluo grew up in a spotlight where everyone admired her. She seemed to have a gentle disposition at all times. In truth, she was indeed very arrogant. There was not anyone in Haoyue Kingdom who would disregard her preeminence. It was like a myriad of stars surrounding the moon no matter where she went.
Never in her life had she encountered such a bitter experience like this one. Certainly, she did not feel good about it.
Her decent upbringing had, however, taught her to behave in a proper manner even in times of rage. She did not let her temper show.
She actually wanted to leave, but she did not want to be part of him.
What she had was an honest misunderstanding. Gu Xijiu was just looking at her out of curiosity for the source of the noise. She could not care less about the situation, let alone the idea of exhibiting her superiority.
She was in the midst of a linguistic fight with Di Fuyi. She was so focused that she did not care about anyone else at all.
