Sneering inwardly, Zhan Se did not open her eyes. She didn't want Tang Yu to see the emotions in her eyes, and simply retorted without any change in her expression, every word sounding so slap-worthy it made one want to smack her.
"It's right for you to admire me! Tang Yu, I am worth your admiration!"
Such words, when spoken, seem shameless. Especially to Tang Yu, who had been infuriated by her countless times in the past two days, it was almost enough to shatter her heart. Yet, in verbal sparring, Tang Yu really hadn't gained any advantage over her at all, and could only sulk with a face pale and ashen, as gloomy as the sky before a storm.
"Are you really so brazen? Saying this, don't you feel embarrassed?"
Zhan Se curled the corner of her mouth, truly laughing this time.
"Haven't you heard? Excessive modesty is a form of arrogance. I like to tell the truth."
