So, the person who had robbed them penniless was actually Ling Chuxi!
"She is Teacher Mu's disciple is she not?"
"We got lucky." Scar-face rubbed his neck with his palm reassuringly. Luckily his neck was intact. For someone that had been accepted by Mu Liufeng as his disciple, how ordinary of person could she be?
"In the future, let's not ever offend her. She's too strong," said the person who spoke such obnoxious words to Ling Chuxi earlier on. He patted his own chest as he spoke to calm the trauma he felt.
"Exactly, exactly. We'll have to make a round or divert to a different route if we see her." One of the women spoke up this time. She was drenched in a cold sweat.
"Ling Chuxi? How can she be counted as anything!" Just as scar-face and the rest of his gang were lamenting their fates, a female voice rang out from nearby. Its tone was angry and contemptuous.
