Yun Mengyao's words almost made Granny Hua faint from rage. Holding the Elf Clan's authority over reward and punishment in her hand, who dared talk to her like this?
Once Yun Mengyao's temper flared, there was no stopping it. She said with disdain, "You might look like an Elf on the surface, but to me you're more like some old demon hag."
"Hm?" Yin Qianqian froze for a second, then her pretty face instantly darkened. "Who are you scolding? Why do I feel like you're pointing at the mulberry tree to curse the locust tree?"
Granny Hua was just about to explode, but unexpectedly Yin Qianqian struck first, leaving her momentarily dumbfounded.
Yun Mengyao shrank her neck, chewing over her own words and realizing there actually was some ambiguity. She said to Yin Qianqian, "Senior, I wasn't talking about you, can you not take it personally?"
Yin Qianqian's face stayed cold. "Watch your mouth."
