Luo Xiao was curiously observing the two people within the room. One seemed extremely worried, while the other was arrogant and did not seem to understand the current situation.
Cao Lanying was truly a young miss from a noble family. She had been raised with the thought that she could do whatever she wished and that others would have to make space for her, no matter how unreasonable she was.
Up until now, Jiang Yao had never really cared much about her, but now he wished that he had killed her earlier so that they would not have been interrupted during their mealtime.
Even with the obvious cold expression on the Seventh Demon Prince's face, and the ice that was constantly creeping further and further up the body of the young miss, she did not seem to believe that he would really kill her.
It seemed that she was expecting him to stay his hand at any given moment and let her off as he usually did, but why would he?