"What did you say that woman's name was?"
His face, dark with indignation, was so sullen it seemed water could drip from it. Qin Fan met the gaze of the dandy from Beijing with an icy stare. A closer look would have revealed his face was trembling—the prelude to absolute fury.
Unfortunately, aside from Chang Yuanyi, the other dandies from Beijing failed to notice Qin Fan's unusual state.
Just as Chang Yuanyi's expression changed drastically and he was about to speak, the dandy blurted out without thinking, "Her name is Ji Yi. 'Ji' as in season, 'Yi' as in pleasant. What, you know her too, Master Qin? It's not that strange, though. That bitch loves to play her little games!"
Bitch?
As that word left the dandy's mouth, the dam of Qin Fan's fury finally broke.
WHOOSH!
