Liu Mei didn't answer right away.
Instead, she beamed, spinning on her heel with a playful skip forward.
She moved like she owned the forest, light on her feet, utterly unbothered by the weight of their earlier confrontation.
"Are we going to stand and chat all day?" she chirped. "Come, come! Let's sit."
She dropped onto a moss-covered rock like a cat claiming its perch, comfortable, commanding, impossibly smug.
Leaning back, arms propped behind her, she added lightly, "It's because I didn't like Xiao Ling. You know, he's a stupid fool who can't even sense my master's aura. So arrogant. Tch."
Betty blinked.
Outwardly, she smiled with polite admiration. "Oh, that's so cool and kind of you," she said sweetly.
But inwardly?
Screaming.
Smooth! What a tongue! There's no way that's the real reason! Who gives up power that could elevate you to immortality just to defend their master's "honor"? Are you kidding me?!
Betty's expression remained serene, elegant as ever.
