Ji Xiaoxi doesn't pick fights, but she's not afraid of them either.
On Friday night, Mu Fangfei thought she was being clever, but ultimately ended up shooting herself in the foot; this mess, Ji Xiaoxi wouldn't bear.
Sure enough, as the door sounded, the artists who turned their heads and saw Ji Xiaoxi instantly fell silent.
The originally chaotic rest area, akin to a noisy market, became silent as the grave.
Waiting for Ji Xiaoxi's cold glance to sweep around, those who had been talking lively all shrank their necks spontaneously.
In the awkward silence, Tian Jiaxuan looked at Ji Xiaoxi and snorted, "Ji Xiaoxi, do you think, by taking down Sister Feifei, we're afraid of you now?"
"Taking down Mu Fangfei? Ha..."
Ji Xiaoxi sneered, "She doesn't deserve it."
