Lin Xuxu watched Qu Qiqi strike a pose that said if she could not win with words, she would use her fists, and sneered.
Rather than confronting her head-on, she put on a pitiful, delicate look and said softly, "It is not that I do not want to withdraw, it is just... I am already Ninth Master's woman. What happened between you two in the camp tent last night, just now Ninth Master and I also..."
She intended to return the favor in kind, using her chastity as leverage just as Qu Qiqi had.
Qu Qiqi froze abruptly, as though struck by lightning herself.
"How could this be..." Qu Qiqi muttered in utter disbelief. "You have only been together for such a short time..."
With a touch of bashfulness, Lin Xuxu said slyly, "It was a little short. Perhaps Ninth Master had not sobered up from the alcohol yet. Maybe he will be in better form tonight."
"Tonight..." Qu Qiqi nearly spat out a mouthful of blood at those words.
She gasped heavily several times before finally calming down.
Stamping her foot, she rebuked, "No, you cannot do this! What you are doing is too despicable. You used Ninth Master's misunderstanding to become his woman. You will never be happy like this!"
Lin Xuxu spread her hands indifferently, speaking with a hint of smugness and mockery. "I did not want to do this either, but if I did not, someone else would. So I could only do it first. I could not possibly let someone else do it while I did not even get the chance, could I?"
Lin Xuxu's words left Qu Qiqi a little dizzy, but she still understood the meaning and shouted, "Do not worry. As long as you stop, I guarantee I will not mention what