Su Qinglan's face darkened, but the corner of her lips curved up slightly... that kind of smile that made even Hu Yan twitch because he knew someone was about to die socially.
She stepped forward slowly, her expression calm, even pitiful, as if she were the one being wronged here.
"Sister Mei," she began softly, blinking her big, innocent eyes, "you really are so kind. We haven't even opened our mouths to defend ourselves yet, but you've already decided everything for us. How efficient of you~"
The crowd blinked. That sounded polite… but somehow didn't feel polite at all.
Xu Meiyan stiffened. "I-I'm just..."
"Oh, I know," Su Qinglan interrupted sweetly, placing a hand over her chest dramatically.
"You were only thinking about justice, right? You're always thinking about justice. Like the time you 'accidentally' thought that the ground fruits were poisonous and I planned to harm the entire tribe, right?"
