Zora Luan's frown was excessively cold. Previously, if she didn't give Tegon Zenflame the time of day because she understood he was just being provocative and harassing her to marry him, today, she was getting increasingly mad at his reckless actions and intolerable words.
But in the end, she didn't say anything and turned around, indicating for Davis to move along with her.
"Zora Luan, you dare to ignore me? It seems like you really want-"
"That's about enough."
Davis turned to look at a group of people walking over. There were about six of them, with one at the front. They all wore azure robes with an offensive connotation, the symbol of a sword cleaving through a gate. However, the one at the front wore an azure-purple robe, one that seemed to indicate that he had a higher standing, perhaps because he was an Immortal King core disciple.
