C1193 Imitation?

"Get out, don't say anything. Try to make your footsteps louder." Qiao Ziqi ordered again in a low voice. Then, she raised her head and looked at the pavilion.

The man didn't dare to disobey Qiao Ziqi's order. He slowly nodded his head and then left with all his might.

Qiao Ziqi then walked to her makeup mirror. Looking at her exquisite makeup in the mirror, she couldn't help but touch her face