As soon as she finished speaking, Qiu Ruoxi turned around and walked away, looking utterly furious.
Watching her retreating figure, Ye Xunhuan was completely frozen in place. What was with this woman? Why did she suddenly blow up like this?
Just then, a cheerful chuckle suddenly echoed nearby, but there wasn't a single soul around. It felt eerily strange.
If it were an ordinary person encountering this, they'd undoubtedly bolt away in fright.
But Ye Xunhuan didn't flinch—he immediately spoke: "Olivia, screw you, hiding in the shadows to laugh at me, huh?"
Just as Ye Xunhuan finished speaking, a figure suddenly descended from the sky, landing right in front of him.
This figure was none other than Olivia herself!
"Wow, you've really outdone yourself! You even used the Blood Technique just to watch me squirm!" Ye Xunhuan scoffed.
"Of course!" Olivia said gleefully, "The chance to see the Marshal make a fool of himself—worth sacrificing a Blood Clone for sure!"
"You…"
