Terrifying Presence?

Anran sat back, her curiosity momentarily satisfied.

She looked at him, her expression a mixture of gratitude and lingering doubts. "I guess, but... I don't like the way you operate," she said, her lips curving into a small, wry smile.

Wang Xiao gave a nod, a gesture of understanding. "And what exactly do you dislike?" he inquired, his tone open and inviting.

Anran extended her hand, counting off on her fingers. "Firstly, if you wanted to know something, you could have just told me who you are, then asked your questions. There's no need for threats or violence; I'm not your enemy." She held up a second finger. "Secondly, you should act more... humanly when treating a lady. And thirdly," she continued, her grin widening, "since you seem clueless about the world, let me educate you!"

Wang Xiao couldn't help but wonder at her resilience. Perhaps she had grown accustomed to trauma, able to quickly move past even the most challenging situations.