Although she didn't hurt anyone, this act of hers completely shattered Zhou Shuyue's fantasy of fostering a close bond between them. She looked at the blade gleaming with a cold light, her pupils trembling: "Xiao Ji, you...",All the injustices she had suffered, the insults she had endured, unspoken and veiled. She was going to peel away Yan Jiaojiao's facade layer by layer, exposing her dark nature for all to see without any obstruction.,She was flamboyant, but not reckless. She wouldn't accept evidence: "It's a pity, such a high pedestal, yet your hands remained unbroken."。