Fang Shuwen and Zuo Qingshuang were whispering to each other, and the others in the room took notice.
Most of them didn't pay it any mind. The beautiful woman, however, looked at Fang Shuwen with a hint of surprise in her eyes, but that was all.
But the boisterous man from before suddenly harrumphed.
"Sister Qingshuang, where'd this kid come from?"
"What's your relationship?"
Zuo Qingshuang was stunned for a moment, then her face flushed with anger as she processed his words.
"Shi Meng, what do you mean by that?"
Hearing this, Shi Meng's face flushed red, but in the end, he just harrumphed.
"You know perfectly well what I mean."
"Bastard!!"
These vague words only fueled Zuo Qingshuang's uncontrollable rage. Fang Shuwen had just been telling her something of utmost importance, but Shi Meng's insinuation was utterly malicious. In her fury, Zuo Qingshuang flicked her sword fingers, and with a CLANG, her longsword flew from its sheath.
