Facing Lin Yi's gaze, Ying Yi naturally understood the meaning behind it.
She also knew exactly what that look in his eyes meant.
Yet, at this moment, she showed a mischievously wicked smile to Lin Yi.
Of course, the smile was well concealed by the blue gauze on her face.
No matter what, now Lin Yi had no way to deal with her.
After all, the Emperor was present now.
As for whether Lin Yi would seek revenge on her in the future?
Ha, no need to worry, even if Lin Yi practiced his martial arts for another ten or eighteen years, he still couldn't catch up to her.
After receiving the wooden stick from Ying Yi, the young Emperor finally showed a satisfied smile and said to Lin Yi:
"I hope you won't disappoint me."
After saying these words, he kept smiling at Lin Yi, making Lin Yi feel a bit of a numbness on his scalp.
He just felt that this girl was sizing him up with ill intentions.
