Seeing Yan Qing remain silent for so long, Shang Xin Lei wondered if she had been too harsh and hurt him.
Actually, Yan Qing's attitude toward Black Wolf had not displeased her. Black Wolf was not anyone important to her, so what did Yan Qing's cruelty toward her have to do with Shang Xin Lei? What displeased her was merely the "cold-bloodedness" Yan Qing had instinctively revealed toward her. He had practically treated her as a stranger, just like Black Wolf.
Shang Xin Lei could see through Yan Qing's "cold exterior and warm interior" not because she was especially clever, but because she had too much experience. Yan Qing loved to run his mouth. Today, he would say he was going to send Jiang Shi to his death; tomorrow, he would say he would make Rat Monk challenge the Third Turn Secret Realm; then the day after that, he would say Jiang Shi or Rat Monk had a gift for her to deliver to Qian Gongyu or her father.
That was why she had seized the opportunity to give Yan Qing a thorough scolding. After all, she was not exactly even-tempered herself. What if Yan Qing spoke like that again next time, and she lost her temper and started arguing with him? What would they do then? But now, it seemed the effect had been a little too good.
She looked around, picked up the Fried Stuffed Chili Peppers in the room, and held them out. "Eat them before they get cold. Hurry."
Yan Qing picked up a piece and ate it before commenting, "The previous batch tasted better. I like things a little spicier, too."
Shang Xin Lei carefully studied his expression, as if trying to determine whether he was telling the truth. "Black Wolf might still be in