The stubbornness and unwillingness in Shi Jiu's voice were still the same as usual. Jing Shimo raised his eyebrows naturally after hearing the voice. He knew that there were two words in her dictionary: giving in.
As expected.
"How about now, Master Five? Do you still want to try to subdue me now?" Shi Jiu's words were sharp and straightforward, without any playfulness or mischief on purpose. However, compared with Jing Shimo's evil taste, Shi Jiu's attitude was more irritating.
Her frivolous words were full of provocation. These simple words were full of the meaning of stirring up trouble before a fierce battle.
Jing Shimo was sure that if another person dared to treat her like this, Shi Jiu would do her best to kill him first.
But today was different. Shi Jiu was in front of him, not in front of others.