<h4>Chapter 20: Reaping What One Has Sown (2)</h4>
<strong>Trantor: </strong>Henyee Trantions <strong>Editor: </strong>Henyee Trantions
As she walked toward the table, Shen Jiayi raised her hand and spread her palms opened. A small me emerged from her palms as it gradually condensed and expanded.
Before one reached the sixth rank, there were not many skills that a person who trained in magic could learn and control. The skill that Shen Jiayi disyed was one of those few skills, the Fireball Magic.
“You don’t deserve it!”
Consumed by jealousy, Shen Jiayi released the fireball in her palms. A loud explosion followed that, and a scarlet me engulfed the pile of presents on the table. In the blink of an eye, the fragrant pastries and delicate little toys had burned and turned into ashes.
Since Shen Jiayi came into the room, Shen Yanxiao sat silently on the bed as she looked at Shen Jiayi, who was crazed with jealousy, without any reaction at all.
Even though she had burned all the presents on the table, the anger that Shen Jiayi felt did not lessen. She knew that Shen Siyu had been called away by Shen Feng, and there was no one else that would appear in Shen Yanxiao’s room to help her at that time. No one would be able to stop whatever it was that she wanted to do to that idiot!
Jealousy and unwillingness drove Shen Jiayi to press closer toward Shen Yanxiao. She relied on her taller physique and grabbed Shen Yanxiao’s cor, then roughly pulled her from the bed and hauled her toward the me.
“I’d like to see whether brother Siyu would pity an ugly idiot like you after I burn all of your hair and eyebrows!” Shen Jiayi fiercely said. Shen Jiawei stood guard at the door outside, and therefore, she was not worried that anyone would discover what she did. Even if anyone noticed something was amiss, they would assume that Shen Yanxiao had been careless and overturned the candle that caused the fire which burned her presents and hair.
No one would suspect her because nobody cared about the idiot’s life or death!
No one except for Shen Siyu.
Shen Yanxiao thought about how kids these days were bing more savage. She did not y any tricks and allowed Shen Jiayi to drag her nearer to the mes. Her eyes, however, revealed a nasty glint.
Shen Yanxiao narrowed her eyes when she felt the heatwave that passed through her skin became distinctly warmer. As she looked at Shen Jiayi, who had lost all reason, and the mes that raged in front of them, a wicked smile curled on her rosy lips. An invisible stream of air then gathered on her fingertips and it gradually formed into a small me. She hid the spark behind her back, and Shen Jiayi did not even notice that something was amiss.
When she reached the burning table, Shen Yanxiao revealed a wicked glint in her eyes and the little me shot from her fingertips like an arrow!
Shen Jiayi intended to drag Shen Yanxiao into the me when she felt a burst of pain in her ankle. The defenseless Shen Jiayi immediately lost her bnce, and she fell straight into the angry mes!
“Ahhhh!!!” The high temperature attacked Shen Jiayi’s body, and the mes immediately engulfed her. Her skin burned, and she could not help the blood-curdling scream that erupted from her mouth. She did not know what had happened and how she mysteriously tripped and fell into the mes.
Shen Jiayi felt only intense pain as she struggled in the fire, and her sight unconsciously fell onto the little figure that stood outside the me.
She still looked skinny as before, and possessed an unattractive appearance.