Cheng Xiu glared at the man with blue hair. Damned man.
"A'Xiu-"
"Please, Senior Ren Dao, call me Cheng Xiu. We are not friends or in any relationship where it would be appropriate for you to call me as such."
Ren Dao's hands tightened into a fist at her words. Damned Qiless woman should feel honoured that he was even willing to talk to her! Why did he have to like this weakling?
Cheng Xiu was not able to guess the emotions that were flittering through his face nor did she want to guess. From the brief contempt that she was able to see in his eyes, she was sure that he had thought of her status as a Qiless to make himself feel good. Sometimes, humans were predictable like that.
Gu Shu looked at the two people in uncertainty. She could see from Cheng Xiu's responses how much the senior's presence was annoying her but she could also see how indulgent brother Dao was towards her friend.