In the afternoon, the weather in City H suddenly turned cold. A light breeze blew, and dark clouds emerged. The thick clouds pressed down the sky above people's heads, giving them a slightly suffocating and terrifying feeling.
Si Rong was stunned by Zhuang Xian's stern and indifferent aura. He paused for a moment before he said earnestly, "I don't have any intention of testing you ..."
"It's best. "Zhuang Xian interrupted Si Rong. As she walked past him, her unfinished words fell into his ears. "I don't like people testing me, and I don't like to joke around with people I'm unfamiliar with. In the future, you should avoid such behavior if you can."
When Si Rong heard Zhuang Xian's cold voice or warning, he was surprised. Zhuang Xian didn't seem to be very friendly to him!
