Although Xiaowan's analysis was spot-on, practically a mind-reader for Yunliang, truly a veteran gossip expert, Feifei still wanted to argue, "I'm telling you..."
"Stop right there!" Xiaowan immediately stretched out her hand in a "rejection" pose, said seriously, "Don't start with me again about how you're too good for this, cold and aloof Queen Feifei. You are a cannon fodder right now; please continue your self-cultivation as standard cannon fodder. We can block out the rest!"
Feifei's choked expression was sullen, utterly disappointed as she closed her "noisy" mouth! Rolling her big eyes, she looked elsewhere and muttered to herself, "Sometimes, the audience's IQ can be deceived by good looks, and then it shows a direct declining trend during a certain period of time, like me... I knew from the start that Pretty Boy can't say anything wise, that all he does is spout deceitful nonsense, I would never believe it!"