Luo Huian knew that the woman had some grudge against her, but she never thought that Gu Sirou held such a deep grudge. Why did it feel like the woman didn't simply hate her but instead loathed her? That too, to the point where she wanted to skin her alive?
"Miss Gu," Luo Qingling curled her lips in a sweet smile. Even though her lips were curled up in a smile, her eyes were filled with frigid ice. She stared at the woman in front of her and stated coldly, "It seems like you are doubting the authenticity of the claims made by my guild. Is this an attempt to discredit my guild…" She paused as she added in a slow and deliberate voice, " Or me?"
"Do you smell gunpowder?" One of the guild leaders who was sitting at the round table asked. She moved the chair left and right while looking at Luo Qingling and Gu Sirou. Her eyes were filled with amusement as she said to the rest of the guild leaders, "I think it is going to be really exciting."
