I don't know you.
The simplest words, yet they were like a sharp slap, fiercely striking Song Yu's face, staining his proud eyes with a trace of sharpness.
"Say that again!" Song Yu gritted his teeth, staring fiercely at Mu Qingge.
It seemed that if she dared to say 'don't know' again, he would rush over and tear her apart.
Mu Qingge sensed the intense threat, yet she calmly said, "I said, I don't know you."
"You!" Song Yu's proud features were faintly twisted, his tone carrying a chill, "A mere disciple who just entered the Medicine Tower dares to be so arrogant!"
"You yourself said I'm a new disciple of the Tower, so it's perfectly normal not to know who you are." Mu Qingge sarcastically curved her lips.
Immediately, covert laughter echoed around them.
This laughter, falling into Song Yu's ears, was unbearably mocking, making his face turn blue and red in an instant.
