"Bang!"
Song Xinrong slammed her palm on the table in front of Gu Qingqing. It was just an ordinary table and couldn't withstand Song Xinrong's angry strike, collapsing into wood chips instantly.
Chi Lan Ting instinctively shielded Gu Qingqing, using his back to block the flying wood chips.
Seeing this scene, Song Xinrong became even angrier.
With Chi Lan Ting's protection, none of the wood chips reached Gu Qingqing's face. She frowned, a flash of disdain appearing in her eyes.
"Song Xinrong, what are you doing?" She gently pushed Chi Lan Ting aside, glaring at Song Xinrong with anger.
In her view, Song Xinrong was simply being unreasonable.
Although they both joined the disciple selection at the same time, there had never been any interactions between her and Song Xinrong. She believed she had never done anything to cause Song Xinrong any misunderstandings, yet Song Xinrong couldn't seem to tolerate her.
