Li Jinhai's face darkened, his fists clenching at his sides.
"You're going to regret this, Miss Yu," he spat, his voice trembling with poorly contained rage. "Mark my words."
Yu Holea tilted her head slightly, her smirk unwavering.
"Regret? I don't regret standing my ground, Mr. Li. I only regret wasting time on people who think intimidation is a substitute for respect."
Before Li Jinhai could retort, Yu Holea turned on her heel and walked away.
Behind her, Li Jinhai stood frozen, his anger and embarrassment mingling in a dangerous brew.
From the corner of his eyes, he winked at a paparazzi.
With viciousness in his eyes, he looked in Yu Holea's direction and muttered,
"Let's see whether you can still act so high and mighty once you are surrounded by scandals."
Yu Holea who had good hearing power rolled her eyes and used her mystic energy to mess with the paparazzi.