Xiao Ning's attitude did a complete one-eighty.
Now, both her expression and her tone were completely different from before.
There was a sense of loss and anger, like a beautiful dream being shattered.
Zhao Chi asked, feigning ignorance, "Xiao Ning, you didn't have this attitude toward me before. What's gotten into you?"
Xiao Ning looked like she was about to faint from rage. "Damn it, are you a spy planted by those bastards from the Celestial King Army? Did you use some Spiritual Technique to bewitch me? And now you're trying to block my command?"
"Your imagination is a little too wild. Nothing like that happened."
"Fine. Tell me why, and I can forgive you."
Xiao Ning ground her teeth. She had no intention of forgiving him.
But to figure out what was going on, she suppressed her anger and tried to make her tone a little friendlier.
However, she couldn't hide her savage expression at all.
