"Well, well. I thought you wouldn't dare show up," Rosalyn Sterling said, shooting Seraphina Ashworth a sidelong glance, her tone dripping with sarcasm.
Seraphina Ashworth glanced casually at the two raw stones Rosalyn Sterling had placed on The Jade-Cutting Dais. 'Heh, interesting!'
"Seraphina Ashworth, where are your two raw stones?" Kiera Winters asked, her chin slightly raised as she looked at Seraphina Ashworth with contempt.
"Hey! Kiera Winters, this is none of your business, is it? What's with the attitude? Are you asking for a beating?" Seeing the disdain in Kiera Winters's eyes and hearing the contempt in her voice as she addressed Seraphina Ashworth, Cecilia Ashworth flared up. The situation was enough to make a saint swear.
"Cecilia Ashworth, you bit—" Before Kiera Winters could finish, a wave of Inner Strength pulled her forward.
