Chiang Xiao couldn't help but be torn between crying and laughing.
Should she perhaps praise this woman for still speaking so calmly and courteously at this moment?
To patiently wait?
Wait until she finishes her meal and then come to let her out?
By now, Chiang Xiao had no faith in the woman's words at all.
This woman was truly someone who could lie without blinking, without even preparing a draft.
The room's fragrance was becoming increasingly distinct.
Maybe it was because the door was closed, making the room sealed off.
"If you open the door now, I can overlook this, and pretend as if nothing happened," Chiang Xiao said to the woman outside the door, "However, if you don't open the door now, we're going to have a serious conflict. Let me tell you, in our place, there's a saying: it's dishonorable not to avenge a grudge."
The woman's delightful chuckle drifted in from outside the door.
Then, there were sounds of her brisk footsteps.
