Musheng heard the words and cracked a smile, "Young Master Yan, you really do say the most interesting things."
She was unwilling to waste time on Yan Qi and decided to be straightforward, "Last time you mentioned an invitation, with that kind of inviting technique, I thought it was a kidnapping. It was reasonable for me to overreact in such excitement. But instead of looking at your own faults, Young Master Yan, you're blaming me?"
Yan Qi, feeling insulted by her words, became a bit angry, "At that time, my men had already reported their purpose, yet you didn't show any courtesy. Miss Mu sure has a way with words, not even giving face to me!"
Musheng paused, as if she had heard some amusing joke, "Give you face?" Her voice turned cold, and with one sentence she nearly drove Yan Qi to his wit's end, "What are you that I should give you face?"
"You!"