She took a deep breath, trying to quell her rising frustration.
"Fine, I can't control you. Go ahead and fight it out! Word will get out soon enough anyway. I'd like to see how you'll clean up this mess in the end!"
With that, Nie Xiangjun tipped her head back and took a large swig of Spirit Wine. Shaking her head with a sigh, she turned and left.
Only after her figure had vanished beyond the courtyard gate did Nie Zhijing slowly walk between the two of them. Her eyes swept over their faces, and a knowing smile played on her lips.
"Alright, spill it. What's this little act you two are putting on?"
"Zhijing, can't you tell?"
Nie Lingshan jumped in, her voice full of grievance.
"Lingxi is insisting on fighting me for him. She's being completely unreasonable! I don't know what happened to all the etiquette she's learned over the years."
"If you had truly learned your etiquette, you wouldn't be trying to steal the man your younger sister has her eye on!"
Nie Lingxi shot back.
