She looked around, even using sensing her surroundings but found that she was all alone.
"Has something happened?"
Ming Yue immediately left and quickly made her way to the Yao Clan. As it entered her view, she felt the tense atmoshere and saw two groups facing against each other.
None other than the full forces of the Yao and the Mu, they stared daggers at each other, wielding their weapons in hand. At the front of both sides was Ling Xue and the Ancestor facing Mu Jing and a heavily armored but young man.
"Bitch, I know you and your clan laughed at me. I'm not going to leave until you go on your knees and beg."
Mu Jing called Ling Xue out almost in a pouting fashion, like an angry little child. The young man by her then stepped forward, his expression was icy as he looked at the Yao Clan.
"You've heard what my fiance said. We will not leave until this wrong has been righted!"
