"When Qi Xiezi gets in here in a minute, don't blame me for forgetting any history we might have!"
Liu Yao shouted arrogantly, not the least bit panicked inside.
'Looks like I've been hit with an aphrodisiac.'
'But so what? Qi Xiezi is still outside. All I have to do is shout, and he'll come running.'
'Song Wanning isn't getting away.'
"Is that so?"
Song Wanning found this amusing.
Due to his status, Liu Yao had been cautious and timid since childhood. Even as a True Disciple, he had never been openly arrogant or domineering.
To many, Liu Yao seemed honest and diligent, but they didn't know he was actually insecure and sensitive, petty and prone to holding grudges.
He would overthink even a casual, unintentional remark, always assuming everyone looked down on him.
He would lose his composure at the slightest provocation, yet he would never admit it.
'For someone so concerned with his pride, it's more fun to stomp that pride into the ground!'
