Feng Tianlan flashed a small smile as she slowly approached Chen Xinlu. Her lofty figure towered over her, and there was an aggressive look on her face. "I want to show favoritism. What are you going to do about it?"
"Your man hired assassins to target us. You should compensate us." Chen Xinlu lifted her head up and looked straight at Feng Tianlan. Even though she was intimidated by how aggressive and cold Feng Tianlan was, she was still as brazen as before.
It was the Bailan Alliance's honorary Guest Token that they were talking about here. With one of those tokens in her hands, their future days in Xuantian Continent would pass by unimpeded. Few people would dare to stir up trouble with them.
Feng Tianlan glanced at Chen Xinyi, who was standing to the side, afraid to utter a word. Then, she looked at the self-righteous and unbridled Chen Xinlu, raised her hand, and viciously slapped her across the face.
