The Theory of Fortune
Everyone watched Tang Xiaoli return as if she were a different person. Aside from being surprised, they were also puzzled. Had something happened? But this was hardly the time to discuss it, and no one kept pressing her for answers.
Bi Fan gave Ling Xiaoxiao a rueful, pleading smile. "All right, what happened back then was just a misunderstanding, and she's apologized. How about letting it go?"
She snorted, clearly displeased. "That was an apology to everyone, not to me."
Tang Xiaoli was clever. Seeing her say that, she felt a little awkward, but still inched over until she stood in front of Ling Xiaoxiao. Head lowered, she murmured, "I'm sorry about what happened last time. I was in the wrong. Please—"
Before she could finish, Ling Xiaoxiao cut her off. "Enough, enough. It's a small matter, and I'm not petty. Hold out your hand."
Bi Fan couldn't help laughing at that. Not petty? She wouldn't accept the apology until Tang Xiaoli gave it to her in person. Still, that sort of childish pique was one of the things that made girls endearing.
Once Tang Xiaoli came back to her senses, she quickly held out her hand. Ling Xiaoxiao squinted and examined it closely. She raised her hand, green spiritual energy curling around her fingertips, and formed one complicated seal after another in front of her. Then she flicked a finger, sending a streak of green light onto Tang Xiaoli's wrist. The black mark that had been bound tightly around it finally faded away like ice exposed to sunlight.
Tang Xiaoli happily flexed her stiff wrist. It felt wonderful to be free again. A little embarrassed, she looked at Ling Xiaoxiao and said, "Thank you... There's one more thing. Big Brother Bi Fan seems to have