Li Yuetian was holding a teacup, wanting to smash it out of frustration, but he restrained himself since it was the last set he had. His face showed an unmistakable sense of grievance. When Jing Shu arrived, she had been welcomed by his nephew, Li Bailong, also known as Xiao Liz.
"What would you like to drink?" Xiao Liz whispered softly.
"The usual, chrysanthemum tea," Jing Shu said with a wave of her hand, nonchalantly.
Li Yuetian, however, felt a wave of oppressive aura assaulting him. This girl had secretly made a trip to the United States and returned with a dramatically changed demeanor, still not completely free from the aura of slaughter.
"Sit, sit," Li Yuetian gestured for Jing Shu to take a seat. He couldn't help but slam the teacup down on the table with a POP. After a long pause, he said guiltily, "Jing Shu, I've wronged you. I failed to keep your belongings safe."
