Beauty’s Doom

“Tea—” Before the word could fall, something tripped my foot, and I stumbled. The cup flew out of my hand, tracing a parabolic arc towards the thin figure sitting by the window, about to write.

The result, as can be imagined…

“Fei Xin Ran—” A lion’s roar shook the entire Xiliu Castle, startling everyone and scattering all the birds!

Shaking in wet clothes, Xi Lin Yan’s face was as ugly as it could be. His silver teeth were exposed, his face iron-blue, his eyes ready to shoot fire. “Damn it, you did this on purpose, didn’t you?”

“No way, I just had weak legs and accidentally tripped over the threshold!” I argued in a small voice, lacking confidence.

“No? As if!” Xi Lin Yan rudely brushed away the tea leaves unfortunate enough to land on his eyebrow, taking a step directly in front of me. “I think you’re deliberately trying to oppose me!”

Gritting my teeth, I suddenly looked up, staring directly at him, recklessly retorting: “Yes, I did it on purpose. Why? Because you’ve been messing with me all morning. I’m just giving you a little payback. What of it?”

“You!” Xi Lin Yan clenched his iron fist, raising it high.

Was he… going to hit me?

I closed my eyes in despair. Although he was just a half-grown child, he was still somewhat of a martial artist. I wondered if I could withstand his punch. Oh, I haven’t found my dear yet, I don’t want to die!!!

After waiting a long time, the expected pain didn’t come.

I opened my eyes in confusion. The boy was nowhere to be seen. Just as I was about to turn around, a black shadow flashed, and a basin of cold water was dumped over my head.

“You?” Despite it being March, I couldn’t help but shiver, looking up in disbelief at the little brat holding the copper basin, smiling wickedly.

“Hmph! This is called fighting fire with fire!” He raised his head proudly, looking down at me sideways, not feeling his actions were excessive at all. He casually threw the basin to the ground, creating a series of crisp collision sounds.

I angrily rushed forward, grabbing his shirt collar. “Are you even a man, doing something like this?”

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