Machu pulled up a stiff smile at Shao Lan before the arc on his lips fell. "Fine," he said as he waved his fan releasing three flying daggers in her direction. The three of them landed right in front of Zhao Huangzhi stopping her in her tracks. Her eyes widened in horror staring at those flying daggers.
In the next moment, she was being dragged by her hair out of the room but before Machu reached the door, Dai Yu suddenly said, "Are you afraid to do it in front of us because you think she would be Mingxia version 2.0?"
"No," said Machu with a mobile expression. He had already lost face with Mingxia and didn't want to lose face again, not in front of Dai Yu. He would go deaf from her taunts and mockery.
"Okay, then you don't mind if we tag along," she said taking Shao Lan's hand as she followed after Machu. Shao Lan felt his face heat up blankly staring at his wrist that was wrapped by a warm delicate hand. If this wasn't heaven then what else could it be?
