"How could someone without even sword meridians be capable of Alchemy?" A harsh, piercing voice rang out, full of challenge and mockery. "Ke'er, you rejected my invitation, saying you were too busy to spare the time. Was it just to accompany this waste?"
The voice's owner was filled with resentment and rage.
And his contempt for Chu Feng could not be more profound.
"Yang Huai, I won't allow you to insult my junior brother like that!" Qin Ke'er's smile vanished without a trace, replaced by an icy coldness.
She looked at him with disdain, and enunciated clearly, "I'll say it again, please refer to me by my name in the future! I'm not called 'Ke'er,' but 'Qin Ke'er'!" This was a clear statement of her stance—We are not familiar, even less intimate; please respect yourself.
Chu Feng thought Senior Sister Qin was warm to everyone!
But now it seemed that was not the case.
