Lin Xi's qi surged violently, shaking the ground beneath her.
The rooftops trembled, the air rippled, and the empty streets twisted as her suppressed frustration erupted like a storm she had held inside for years.
Across from her, the heart demon shaped like the teenage Fang Yuan stepped forward.
His footsteps were unhurried, his expression calm and composed, yet every word he spoke sliced into her like a blade dipped in poison.
"Struggling again? You truly never learn," he said with an easy confidence.
"You were always slower, always behind, do you think you can ever catch up?"
He circled her slowly, hands clasped behind his back, exactly the way the real Fang Yuan used to walk.
"No matter how early you arrived, I was already there. No matter how clever your plan, I had already surpassed it. You called it harassment because you refused to admit the truth. I'm superior to you and you know it."
His smile deepened, eyes filled with a mocking light.
