Chen Xuan chuckled lightly, looking at her gritting teeth, truly finding it amusing.
Even in such a situation, she dared to threaten him; it seems she never faced the harsh reality.
But thinking about it, made sense.
With such talent, and the National Preceptor as her backing, who wouldn't treat her with utmost respect?
But now... she became Chen Xuan's prisoner.
"You better not anger me, even if you have the National Preceptor behind you. I can guarantee that if I kill you, he won't be able to find me."
"With my talent, as long as I have enough time, even the National Preceptor can't do anything to me."
"If you don't believe it, try it and see if I'm afraid to kill you!"
Every word from Chen Xuan struck her heart.
Yao'Er glared at him, but this time she wised up and kept her mouth shut.
The feeling... was worse than death.
"That's right, as long as you behave, hasn't the prince treated you well? You have food and clothes, isn't that enough?"
