Of course, that wasn't the main point. After all, this wasn't the first time those two girls were at each other's throats, so Feng Hao and Xie Kuangfeng were used to it.
The main point was that after Xie Xiaoyu finished her tirade, Xiyue Frost stepped forward with a grim face, grabbed Yao Girl by the ear, and snapped, "So you're saying you were the one who burned the things in the dorm room before?"
"OWW, that hurts like hell!" Xi Yueyao let out a theatrical cry, her expression as exaggerated as it could possibly be.
"So, it was you! You won't even spare your own sister! Just you watch, I'll teach you a lesson!" The more Xiyue Frost thought about it, the angrier she became. The feeling of being left behind, long suppressed in her heart, came pouring out.
In Xiyue Frost's memory, Xi Yueyao had always been her most beloved younger sister. Though she had been restless since childhood, she was at least obedient and sensible in front of her.
