Deep-Seated Prejudice
編集者: Henyee Translations
Qiao Mu felt heartache when she thought about how she had wasted this deity-inviting talisman that she had worked so hard to draw.
She walked outside woefully as she asked grumpily, "Who came?"
"It is, the Mu Clan's Seventh Master Mu."
"Him again!" Wrath emerged in Qiao Mu's eyes.
She had yet to settle accounts with him, yet he ran over here first?
This was just refusing to take the broad path to heaven, instead insisting on barging through the shut doors to hell.
Crush him!! A little devil hollered domineeringly inside Qiaoqiao's heart!
*Bam* She slammed the doors shut behind her.
A ray of warm sunlight slowly streamed across the dressing table inside Miss Qiao's room.
As she was walking, the little fellow got more furious the more she thought about it.