C422 Chapter 422

What the hell kind of “life-saving” move was that?!

Yilan snapped his ink-painted folding fan back, only to see it had split clean down the middle. The elegant painted pleats had been ruined on purpose, leaving nothing but a broken shell.

Yilan wiped the smile off his lips. “Kid, do you really have to be so... so petty? You know I wasn’t actually going to hit you