Nan Jiaojiao didn't care about the last part of the sentence, but in this situation today, she really didn't want to stay.
If she had known before coming that Chu Yao was freeloading on someone's territory, she would never have agreed.
After calming down, a bit of regret emerged towards Yi Qinghuan.
However, the way she was stopped at the door was really beyond scrutiny.
So even the face she gave wasn't that dignified.
She had Chu Yao find her a whip, and used it to roll up the remaining arrows and flicked them; each arrow accurately landed in the pot.
Chu Yao clapped her hands, "Did you see that? This is how you play arrow throwing. If you want to play, do it properly—why mock others and think you won't interact in the future?"
She stood up, and Nan Jiaojiao hadn't sat down. Chu Yao exchanged a glance with her, and the two of them tacitly headed outside.
"Miss Chu, are you leaving just like that?"
