Chilijia clearly had little regard for this bartender with Fourth Grade True Meaning.
She snorted softly, no longer acting so recklessly as she put away her crimson whip.
"Rosley, you're not dead, are you?"
Rosley clutched his neck and coughed twice. "I'm fine, Lady Chilijia."
Seeing that Chilijia had calmed down, Rosley, who had nearly suffocated to death, hurried over to persuade her.
"Fortunately, Lady Chilijia attacked me. If you had attacked Steel Heart... and he refused to let it go, provoking the group to intervene, you might very well have your qualification for the Combat Power Assessment revoked."
Quentin had been shrinking back nearby. Seeing that the situation had stabilized, he hurriedly chimed in, "That's right, Lady Chilijia! Steel Heart deliberately provoked you into attacking him! That kid is incredibly tough; you'd have a hard time killing him in one blow. He'd suffer a small loss, but you'd be eliminated outright!"
Bai Pu was speechless. He raised his voice and said, "Wasn't it you who came looking for me first?"
"Just shut up!"
Quentin and the other Red Race members all glared furiously at Bai Pu.
Clearly, they feared that Bai Pu's unrestrained remarks would provoke Chilijia again and awaken her second personality.
However, Chilijia was clearly not so easily provoked. She took a deep breath, walked straight up to Bai Pu, and sat down before him.
"Brion was my younger brother. You killed him."
"I'm sorry, but I don't intend to apologize."
Bai Pu said, "He came to kill me, and I killed him instead. He had no one to blame but himself."
"He came to kill you, so why didn't you let him?"
Chilijia said coldly, "If you had died, he would have completed his mission. My people could have developed Hai Lan Star and reclaimed our