"I don't have a master."
At her words, the room fell silent for a moment.
Pei Yuandan looked as if she had just found the perfect ammunition against Su Yuhan. She crossed her arms and sneered, "Don't tell me, Miss Su, that you're claiming to be some self-taught prodigy? I wonder what the old master who taught you your craft would think, hearing you take all the credit like this. He'd probably regret wasting his efforts on such an ungrateful wolf."
The color drained from the faces of Pei Xiuyi and his father. Everyone in the Imperial City's high society knew that during the most difficult years, Old Sir Pei had been betrayed by a trusted subordinate whom he had treated like a junior. The betrayal nearly brought the entire family to ruin.
Ever since then, Old Sir Pei had loathed treacherous, two-faced individuals.
