Xiang Ling's fingers tightened their grip on the teacup as she listened to Fairy Liying's words. Her grip became so hard that it eventually shattered the cup. Its broken parts dropped on the table and the hot tea spilled everywhere. Little shards of the cup pierced Xiang Ling's delicate skin, cutting her palm in several places.
"Be careful, Supreme Immortal Xing!" Fairy Liying quickly used a spell to heal Xiang Ling's palm before she repaired the tea cup with another quick and simple spell. "Anger will do you no good. You need to handle this situation with calmness." She told the woman while she cast one last spell to clean the spilled tea.
