"Mo Yun Jing, your older brother's arm has been reattached by A Tang, and he still looks down on my A Tang like this. Do you think I can tolerate him"Feng Ming's words carried a hint of killing intent...a surge of anger. She wished she could immediately prick her with this silver needle in her hand.Shour looked at her coldly, "You can say that to convince yourself, but you don't need to say it to us....