Zhou Xian, who had originally been indifferent to anyone, was struck, causing his head to turn to one side. His left cheek burned with pain. His eyes widened fiercely, and he roared through gritted teeth, "You woman!"
"If you can't help, then don't make more trouble for me!"
Xu Jing glared coldly at him, enunciating each word: "I thought you at least listened to what I told you before, but you're even more naïve than I thought! Did you think seeking death would protect your family? Even if you died here today, Wanwan might still not come back. Your actions do nothing but distract people searching for Wanwan, serving no purpose at all!
Zhou Xian, your regret and pain are nothing! If you can't find your place and still believe you need others to coddle you like a child, stay aside and don't get in the way!"
Xu Jing rarely spoke to people so harshly, even when she had reprimanded Zhou Xian before, she had left some leeway.
