The two of them talked seriously, and the people around them laughed. This was clearly a sincere education, but the effect was extremely ironic.
Ling Gusong's face turned purple with anger. He glared at the old man and the young man. He didn't know which sect these two fools came from. When this matter was over, he would definitely find them and bring them bad luck.
Ling Gusong's face darkened, and he drew his sword without saying a word.
Ling Chuxi knew how powerful he was and didn't dare to be careless. She called the silly cat over. The little fellow had been the sect's Guardian beast for so many years, so it still had some knowledge. As soon as it got on the stage, it immediately let out a muffled roar and transformed into a red flame Golden Phoenix. A red flame circled around it like a flaming light shield, protecting it and Ling Chuxi in the middle.
