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Wang Ying Xuan's eyes were displeased as she stared fiercely at Wu Xue Ning, ignoring what she had just said, appearing quite formidable. Her entrance resembled that of a small, awe-inspiring Military Goddess.
Yet, she seemed quite young, lacking a bit of true imposingness.
Upon her utterance of these two sentences,
the atmosphere at the scene suddenly solidified.
Wu Zhixing and Wang An Nan both looked at Wang Ying Xuan with incredulous expressions.
"This girl's tone is a bit too arrogant, isn't it? 'Just like that' for the sweeping heroine of the Imperial Capital, Liyao? What does that make us, the 'young masters' she swept aside, stray cats and dogs by the roadside?"
Wang Anye, on the other hand, touched his forehead, displaying an expression of "my heart is so tired."
Yuxuan Aunt really is still as fond of picking fights as ever, as volatile as ever.
You're already eleven years old this year, Yuxuan Aunt; can't you act a bit more maturely?