352 Someone He Can't Afford to Provoke
It was a blatant display of disdain! Just as Wei Zijian was about to stand up for Zhao Ya, she stopped him.
She raised her head, looking directly into Fei Yi's eyes, and asked, "What do you want then?"
Fei Yi snorted. "Simple. Show everyone what you've got first."
After saying that, she took out an embroidery hoop with a pure white silk handkerchief stretched on it and tossed it casually to Zhao Ya. Then, provokingly, she tilted her chin. "Do you dare?"
Zhao Ya took the embroidery hoop and pursed her lips. Her gaze firmed, and she responded, "Why wouldn't I?"
"Humph." Fei Yi scoffed, her eyes full of disdain. "Well then, bring it on!"
Zhao Ya ignored her and simply started embroidering right there on the street.
As Zhao Ya's fingers nimbly threaded the needle, a blooming peony flower gradually appeared on the silk handkerchief. It was so lifelike, it seemed as if dewdrops were still gleaming on its petals.
