Zhang Mingyou was completely unaware, arms crossed, with a cold attitude, "Alright, I really want to see what you're capable of."
Yun Qi came up to her, scanning her up and down, as if talking to herself, yet clearly intending for her to hear:
"Not bad, you seem clear-headed, although brainwashed, but not stupid to the point of being a pig."
"You..." Zhang Mingyou was furious, biting her lip, secretly thinking if you can't prove anything later, I'll definitely kick you out without mercy.
Yun Qi took something out of her pocket, "This belongs to you, right?"
Zhang Mingyou was stunned, rushed forward to grab it, "Who gave you permission to touch my stuff, didn't your family teach you manners?"
She reached out to grab it, but Yun Qi stepped back first, hiding the Yue Lao Statue she held behind her back. Her gaze was bright and clear, as sharp as unsheathed blades.
Zhang Mingyou, inexplicably intimidated by her gaze, instinctively withdrew her hand.
