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Chapter 1297 It Has Nothing to Do with Me

“You…” Her voice was trembling, and she was obviously trying to make herself look more confident. “Do you think you can scare me like this? I tell you, no matter what you do, I will not let you go today!”

Li Xiangqian still stood there, his eyes were deep, as if he was looking at someone who could not threaten him at all. "Whether you let me go or not has nothing to do with me." His voice was low and powerful, "I only do things for myself, and you are just an existence that cannot control me."

Jia Zhang's face changed constantly, and she bit her lips tightly, as if she was hurt by Li Xiangqian's words. Her heart began to fluctuate, and anxiety and unwillingness intertwined. Her original control seemed to be disintegrating bit by bit. She took a deep breath and tried to regain some calm, but she found that she was increasingly unable to control her anger, and her instinctive self-esteem was also trampled under Li Xiangqian's feet.

"You..." Jia Zhang gritted her teeth and looked at Li Xiangqian, with a resentful light flashing in her eyes, "You really make me look down on you more and more! Do you think you can easily win everything like this? You are just a person who has never seen the storms and waves." Her tone became heavier and heavier, with a bit of stinging sneer in her tone, "You can't imagine how terrible it would be if I really wanted to do something to you."

Li Xiangqian smiled provocatively. "Try if you can. What's the point of threatening me? If I'm really scared, why wouldn't you make yourself weaker?"

Jia Zhang was so shocked by his gaze that she was speechless for a moment. She had originally intended to anger Li Xiangqian, create greater opposition and fear, and make him succumb to her threats. But now, she was actually disrupted by his calmness, and the anger in her heart lost its strength in the face of this calmness.

She unconsciously clenched her hands, her nails digging deep into her palms, but she couldn't calm her inner restlessness. She felt as if her strength was weakened, and every word Li Xiangqian said was like a needle piercing her heart.

"You are such an ignorant man." She gritted her teeth, her face full of anger, but she also unconsciously lowered her accustomed authority in front of Li Xiangqian, "You will regret it."

Li Xiangqian still didn't move. He looked at her calmly, without any fear in his eyes, and even with a kind of indifference that seemed to see through all her tricks. "What do you think I will regret?" he said, "Regret not yielding to you? You want me to yield so much, what are you afraid of? Are you afraid of losing power, or afraid that you will no longer be important in the eyes of others?"

Jia Zhang was stunned, and her mood began to waver. She had always been the one in control of everything, commanding others as a matter of course, and never thought that she would become a laughing stock or a weak person in the eyes of others. Li Xiangqian's series of questions made her realize for the first time what she was afraid of.

The strong sense of self-esteem and desire for power surged in her heart, but gradually disintegrated in front of Li Xiangqian's indifferent face. Her body trembled slightly, as if she was caught in some deep contradiction and struggle.

"Who are you?" Jia Zhang asked in a low voice, her voice carrying a hint of confusion, yet an indescribable sharpness.

Li Xiangqian looked at her, the coldness in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a faint mockery. "You actually knew who I was from the beginning." He spoke slowly, his eyes as sharp as a knife, "I'm just someone who is not afraid of your threats."

Jia Zhang's face changed, as if Li Xiangqian's words had hit her sore spot. She wanted to say something else, but in the end, nothing came out. A complex look flashed across her eyes, as if she was angry, angry out of shame, and as if she realized that she was being dragged by Li Xiangqian and fell into an invisible vortex.

She paused, then turned around and walked away with heavy steps, leaving Li Xiangqian standing there quietly watching her back. Although she did not speak again, at that moment, Li Xiangqian knew that the balance in Jia Zhang's heart had begun to tilt quietly.

Li Xiangqian watched Jia Zhang's back gradually disappear into the distance, without any emotion in his heart. He was used to such people and such bluffing disputes. To him, this was just a boring conversation, an insignificant argument. Jia Zhang's anger had become meaningless to him.

He shook his head gently, leaving those things that were not worth arguing about behind him. The air around him seemed to suddenly become much fresher, as if all the disputes just now were just passing clouds. Li Xiangqian did not chase after them, and did not intend to pay attention to those emotions that had dissipated. He knew that all these ups and downs would not change anything.

He turned and walked back to his original direction, his steps leisurely. There was not a single extra thought in his mind, as if all the impetuousness and disputes in the world had never touched him. He would not argue about anything, nor would he pay attention to anyone or anything that was not worthy of his attention. His life was already simple enough, without the need for additional burdens and complications.

However, just as Li Xiangqian was about to move forward, he suddenly heard a burst of hurried footsteps. He frowned slightly, paused for a moment, and looked behind him calmly. Jia Zhang had obviously not left yet. Her figure appeared in Li Xiangqian's sight again, with hurried steps, obviously rushing over again.

"How can you be so ignorant!" Jia Zhang's voice was filled with uncontrollable anger, and her hands were clenched into fists, as if she was about to explode again. "Do you think I will just let it go?" She gritted her teeth, as if she was ready to vent all her dissatisfaction again.

Li Xiangqian smiled coldly, but did not stop. "What do you want?" He asked, his tone calm but firm, "Do you want to fight to win or to continue wasting time here?"

Jia Zhang obviously did not expect Li Xiangqian to respond like this. She stopped and was stunned for a moment. The sudden anger seemed to hesitate. Her eyes flashed, and a complicated look appeared on her face. She suddenly realized that she had never really had the ability to influence Li Xiangqian, and she could not even leave a trace of emotion on him.

She bit her lip, her eyes becoming sharper. "Do you really think I will bow to you?" Her low voice was slightly provocative, as if she wanted to arouse Li Xiangqian's emotions, but Li Xiangqian's response remained as calm as before.