Like the roar of a primal king, the sound was enough to make the very forest tremble. At the sight of Li Tingchen storming toward them, Bai Yuanyuan scrambled to her feet, her manicure forgotten. The bottle of nail polish, still open, tipped and bled across the floor. The crimson polish stood out in a stark splash against the plush white carpet. “Tingchen, let me explain.” Li Tingchen ignored her,