Yan Que's ability is flames, and these flames are not ordinary but Phoenix Fire. A cup of water had already been heated to the extreme, even reaching thousands of degrees!
Such terrifying high temperatures, splashed on Xu Fan's face, though not enough to claim his life, would surely make him suffer greatly, thus relieving Yan Que's inner hatred!
Crash!
The cup fell to the ground and shattered, and Yan Que deliberately fell to the ground herself to clear suspicions, purposely landing face first and getting dust on her nose.
Yan Que had long made up her mind that if White Tiger were to blame her, she would play coy and act pitiful. Yan Que did not believe that White Tiger and the others would scold her for such a trivial matter.
"Presumptuous!"
As expected, the angry voices of White Tiger and Azure Dragon echoed in her ears. To Yan Que, this was all superficial; merely a show for Xu Fan, certainly not genuine anger, much less punishment for her.
