In the pitch-black night, the biting evening wind carried a chill to the bone.
"Thank you very much, Elder Lin."
In the corridor, Yi Ting bowed slightly and thanked Old Lin.
"Miss Yi, you're too kind. It's just some medicinal herbs. Since there's nothing else, I'll head back now."
Old Lin smiled faintly, then walked towards the hall and disappeared down the corridor in a short while.
Yi Ting looked at the bag in her hand and revealed a sly smile. With these medicinal herbs, she could refine the Spirit-Dispersing and Tendon-Softening Pill.
She took a deep breath, letting the cool air fill her nostrils, but the coolness couldn't suppress her increasingly excited heart.
On her way back to her room, Yi Ting's face was filled with joy, and all sorts of thoughts kept popping into her mind, all about how to get her master to take the Spirit-Dispersing and Tendon-Softening Pill.
She couldn't help but imagine what her master would look like after taking the elixir, and her eyes showed an almost obsessive look when she thought of it.
Just as Yiting was lost in her fantasies, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared in front of her.
Yi Ting subconsciously looked up, and when she saw the face that looked like a femme fatale, the joy on her face froze instantly, her eyes narrowed slightly, and then she let out a soft snort.
"Why is Miss Xia here instead of discussing rescue matters in the main hall?"
Xia Zihan looked at Yiting quietly, a complex look in her eyes, but it quickly turned into determination.
“Miss Yi, I know that my fourth brother and I just owed you a favor, that’s an indisputable fact.”
"But there are some things I still have to say, because it concerns my and Qin Luo's future happiness!"
Yi Ting frowned. Could it be that Xia had figured out the relationship between her and her master? But she couldn't reveal it to her master, after all, she had promised her master that she couldn't let this jealous woman know yet. But if Xia figured it out herself, she wouldn't be blamed.
With this thought in mind, Yi Ting's lips curled into a faint, cold smile:
"Miss Xia, what do you mean by this? Please speak your mind and don't beat around the bush with me."
Xia Zihan took a deep breath. Since that's the case, let's just lay everything out in the open!
"Yiting, don't think I can't see your feelings for Qin Luo. Don't think I can't feel the emotions in your eyes every time you look at Qin Luo."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Zihan took a step forward, instantly closing the distance between them. She stared intently into Yi Ting's eyes and said:
"I don't care how you try to justify yourself. I'm making this clear today: you'd better stay away from Qin Luo. Otherwise, don't blame me for not warning you beforehand!"
Yi Ting looked at the flawless face before her, which was full of confidence, as if this blatant declaration was an act of pity, like a victorious king issuing a warning to an ant.
Yi Ting felt a surge of anger. Xia Zihan's eyes were just like the way those high-ranking family heads had looked at her when she was a servant in the Li family—full of disdain.
Why is it that she can openly appear in front of everyone arm in arm with her master, while I have to go to great lengths to sneak around with him every time?
Thinking of this, Yi Ting snorted coldly, a stubborn glint in her eyes. She no longer hid her feelings for Qin Luo in front of Xia Zihan and looked up directly at her.
"Xia Zihan, what right do you have to order me to stay away from my master?"
"master?"
Xia Zihan was taken aback, seemingly not yet realizing who the "master" referred to. But in an instant, she understood the meaning behind Yiting's words, and her expression immediately turned gloomy.
I never knew the two of them had this kind of relationship!
Yi Ting saw the surprise in her eyes and immediately puffed out her chest triumphantly. Her full breasts rose and fell under her clothes, making her already voluptuous figure even more alluring.
"Hehe, there are many things you don't know."
As she spoke, Yi Ting glanced smugly at Xia Zihan, lingering for a moment on her flat chest, before saying disdainfully:
"How could a woman with such a flat figure like you understand how much Master loved me? Do you know that during those seven days, Master's favorite... was..."
As Xia Zihan listened to her vile words, her gaze fell on Yi Ting's full breasts, which rose and fell slightly as she suppressed her anger.
"Enough! Stop spouting nonsense. It's just your opinion; do you think I'd believe it?"
Yi Ting sneered, her reason completely shattered by Xia Zihan's arrogant expression, and continued to provoke her:
"A mere thought? These are intimate memories between my master and me. If you don't believe me, you can ask my master himself. Hmph, what do you think you can give my master? With your flat-chested body, can you provide my master with the warm support I do?"
Xia Zihan's face flushed red, her hands clenched into fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her palms, and her eyes were filled with rage as she looked at Yi Ting.
"You! You seductive slut, since your parents never taught you what shame is, then I'll teach you how to write those two words properly today!"
Even a clay figure has some temper, let alone Xia Zihan, who is a woman with extremely strong self-esteem. From a young age, she has been pampered by her elder brothers and sisters, and when has she ever suffered such humiliation?
This made her unable to suppress her anger any longer. Her face turned extremely cold, and wisps of purple spiritual energy surged from her body, gathering in her palms.
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