Ye Zhiyao's words were clearly dripping with sarcasm.
'She probably thinks I bribed Zhang Jiu Yi to throw the match, and that's how I got first place.'
Lu Sangjiu didn't pay it much mind. Her gaze went past Ye Zhiyao to Bai Heng, who stood a short distance behind her. A corner of her mouth twitched as she said, "Senior Sister Ye and Master Bai seem so close. You two are inseparable wherever you go."
She had just meant to be sarcastic in return, to unnerve them a little.
But unexpectedly, her words seemed to have struck a nerve with Ye Zhiyao. Her face stiffened, and then an irrepressible anger appeared in her expression.
"Lu Sangjiu, stop your nonsensical slander!"
'Ye Zhiyao had always been a relatively composed person. Lu Sangjiu had rarely seen her lose her temper and become flustered. To think that a simple sentence from her today would be enough to break her composure?'
