Even from two or three meters away, the argument inside could be heard.
"Are you threatening me?" The angry female voice was exceptionally vexed.
"How is it a threat? It's just… I heard you were here, so… I came specifically to see you. After all, we share the same bloodline, and technically, we're siblings." The man's voice was cold and indifferent, like the chill of rain, penetrating to the bone.
Inside the room, Beitang Yunxiu stood there, her tall figure appearing slightly shorter under the lighting.
She wore a military vest on top, camouflage military pants below, and short boots. Her neat, short hair exuded a bold, gallant flair, especially with her facial features—not conventionally stunning but filled with character.
At first glance, she was an eye-catching woman.
