The Mortal Enemy

Mu Chenyan really couldn't understand it at all. How did this information even reach Raelle who didn't even like gossip? She suddenly frowned, did Weimin or Wai go to see Raelle? She couldn't understand it at all and frowned to herself.

"Ahem!"

Hearing that fake cough, she turned her head and came face to face with Xia Zhao. How was this person being called her secret admirer? Wasn't it better to call him, her mortal enemy? 

Just looking at him made her teeth grind. He was the reminder that the all-mighty Mu Chenyan wasn't undefeatable! 

"So, it's really you, Yan Zi!" said Xia Zhao maintaining a small smile on his face.

Oh, how she wished to tear apart his limbs, skin him alive, and drink his blood.

"You can't do that," he said.

"Did I say that out loud?" she asked.

"No, but your views can't possibly change," he replied. "You still wish to break my limbs, skin me or roast me a little or drink my blood."