An Hao turned around abruptly and saw Guan Qing standing behind her, her eyes filled with anger.
Huo Ran stood beside her, his expression somewhat defeated.
Seeing An Hao turn her head, Guan Qing suppressed her anger and lifted her chin: "It really is a small world for enemies."
"You're absolutely right. I clearly despise you, yet I see you again and again," An Hao said with a stern face, "Who knew you'd be so persistent!"
No matter what, Guan Qing was nearly a forty-year-old woman; being scolded by An Hao, she felt a surge of anger within her: "Young lady, don't go too far. Zhiyuan has already left the military, keep your mouth in check! Otherwise, though Hen Zhiyuan might be easy to provoke, I, Guan Qing, am not!"
