Settling the score with her?
Yun Luofeng raised her eyebrows as her fingers lightly played with the chopsticks in her hands. She said with a small smile, "It looks like people courting death are here again. These noblemen's sons really won't let me have my peace."
While she was speaking, the private room's door was abruptly burst open with a bang. With a man dressed in a cyan robe as the leader, a group of people rushed into the room from outside. In an instant, the originally tranquil room was impenetrably surrounded, and the entire room was filled with an unpleasant sweat smell.
Ning Xin furrowed her delicate brows, and her eyes clearly contained a touch of disgust. Her expression also did not have its prior gentleness when facing Yun Luofeng. She coldly surveyed the crowd that appeared inside the room.
