"You were right; I missed entering. I was a little late. Why didn't any of you wait for me?" The Phoenix Representative asked, sighing.
"Are we supposed to wait for you? Why should we?" Long Hu lazily said. "We don't have enough time to waste here. If you can't be on time, then you don't have any right to blame us."
"Heck, even the daughter of your queen wouldn't have dared to talk to us like that. Meanwhile, a mere Elder's daughter wants us to wait for her?" Baihu Yang rolled his eyes. "Dreaming is good, but keep your dreams realistic."
"You!" The red-haired girl's face turned red in embarrassment as she heard the subtle insult coming from Long Hu.
She knew who the guy was. He was the leader of the Last Tournament between heirs and undoubtedly a very strong person. In contrast, she wasn't even a direct heir of the Phoenix Clan. She wasn't even qualified to face the others. Her position was lower.
