'This should be zhihan,' Ling Chuxi thought to herself. She had never seen such a young girl before. Whether it was the Zi family or the ethereal sect, there was no such person in existence. However, she did not know how she knew about her and had even come to the pill Heart Pavilion.
"You are Ling Chuxi?" Zhi Han raised her head slightly and asked coldly with an arrogant attitude.
"Yes." Ling Chuxi said indifferently. She really did not like the other party's overbearing manner.
There were so many people who put on an act in front of her. In the end, they were either struck by lightning or tortured to a state worse than being struck by lightning. Ling Chuxi had occasionally learned to be happy but not angry.
"Feng lengsong was injured by you?" Zhi Han did not even introduce herself to Ling Chuxi and asked directly, being extremely rude.
"Yes." Ling Chuxi remained unmoved.
