Shi Yaoguang looked at Shi Yiqing with a face full of disappointment, her tone helpless yet certain, "Did Quan Sicheng send you to seek justice for him?"
Shi Yiqing flatly denied, "Not at all! I can't stand the things you've done, and I just think it's not fair to Brother Sicheng."
"Oh? So you think Quan Sicheng has been wronged under my hands, and despite the risk of a rift between sisters, you still want to come to me to demand an explanation for his sake?"
Shi Yaoguang spoke in a very casual tone.
Shi Yiqing instinctively felt that something was off.
But she couldn't pinpoint the problem.
After thinking it over, she still stuck to her original purpose.
"Don't think you can fool me with your sweet talk!"
Her eyes widened, relentless, "Brother Sicheng hasn't provoked you recently, has he? Why on earth did you beat him up like that for no reason?"
Upon hearing this, everyone grew curious.
They wanted to know just how Shi Yaoguang had beaten someone up.