1003 Teammate

Lan Ling'er tore the scarf away and threw it on the ground before stepping on it.

"It's your fault!" Lan Ling'er scolded Xu Xiyan. "I hate you! I hate your face so much!"

"We should just tear her apart!" Shen Mengyuan added.

Shen Mengyuan and Lan Ling'er were so compelled to grab Xu Xiyan. They wanted to scratch her face and tear her clothes apart.

Yet Xu Xiyan did not want anything to do with them and cracked her fingers to show hostility.

"Tear me apart? Come on then! Don't blame me if I beat both of you to a pulp!"

Shen Mengyuan and Lan Ling'er were just angry at Xu Xiyan, there was no way that they would fight Xu Xiyan knowing that she was trained in martial arts.

Xu Xiyan could've put them down without breaking a sweat.

They would not want to leave the gala in ambulances.

"Don't talk shit when you can't do shit!" Xu Xiyan scolded and picked up her jacket. "This is your last warning!"