Shu Ci snatched the round piece of gold from Baili An's hand, her brows furrowing with three vertical lines, exuding overwhelming hostility:
"Whether I'm useful or not, I'm afraid it's not up to you to comment on, is it? Who I associate with, what food I eat, is none of your business."
"Remember, your life is in my hands at this moment."
"If you behave sensibly, I can turn a blind eye to you communicating with your mother."
"Don't think that just because you know some demon exorcism tricks, I should bow to you and listen to your preaching! You're not allowed to act wild in front of me!"
The discussion between them completely broke down.
Baili An spoke straightforwardly, while Shu Ci's words were even harsher and very unpleasant.
Compared to Baili An's previously enraged demeanor, his face now grew progressively colder, his eyes filled with disappointment towards Shu Ci's irreparable demeanor.
He slowly withdrew his gaze, and his demeanor gradually returned to calm.
