"That's enough, Zi Yan."
Seeing Ying Huanhuan's little face turn red with anger from Zi Yan's words, Lu Yunxiao could not help but speak up.
If he did not intervene, he truly feared they might start fighting.
"What, feeling sorry for her?"
Zi Yan shot Lu Yunxiao a sidelong glance, curling her lips as she spoke with a barb in her voice.
Lu Yunxiao shook his head and said helplessly, "You know she's young, so why deliberately provoke her?"
"Yun'er and the others never targeted you like this back then."
"Hmph!"
Seeing Lu Yunxiao bring up Yun Yun and Medusa, Zi Yan merely snorted and stopped bristling.
All in all, the methods she had used back then had not been particularly honorable.
Yet neither Yun Yun nor Gu Xun'er and the others had made things difficult for her.
That was a fact.
Now, if she made things too difficult for such a little girl, it would indeed be hard to justify.
Still, Zi Yan had spent quite some time around Queen Medusa and had learned a little tsundere behavior from her.
She would not easily admit defeat with her words.
"Fine, I won't say it. But you're still feeling sorry for her."
Zi Yan pouted and said in a deliberately sullen tone.
"What's wrong with feeling sorry for her? She's my woman, after all."
Lu Yunxiao looked at Ying Huanhuan's little face, which had brightened somewhat because he had stepped in, spread his hands, and said.
"I've never seen you feel this sorry for me."
Zi Yan looked as though she were jealous.
"Whether I feel sorry for you or not, you know damn well in your heart."
"I don't need to say anything. Just ask your own conscience."
Lu Yunxiao said, his gaze carrying a hint of "contempt."
"Tch,