Yun Bixue frowned. It was clear that she would have preferred not to see the two of them. Ha, she wondered when they came together.
Should she take it that fate was a very curious thing?
Miao Zifu stopped a little way off from where Yun Bixue stood, but Meng Xinyan continued to walk up to Yun Bixue until she was next to her. "Yun Bixue, can I talk to you in private?"
Yun Bixue sneered at Meng Xinyan in her mind. "I think you must have approached the wrong person. We're barely acquainted with each other, and therefore I don't have to listen to anything that you have to say." Had she been too easy to push around in the past? Everyone seemed to assume that she was a saint.
"Yun Bixue, I understand that you're resentful and you have the wrong impression about me. I only have a few things to say, and I'll leave once I'm finished."
Meng Xinyan looked very anxious, and concern filled her face.
