As a martial uncle, he should have the bearing of a martial uncle and be more generous.
Eat fried eggs to lower your fire? Jie Feiying had never heard of such a thing before. However, if she were to throw these eggs at Ling Chuxi's head now, it would definitely vent her anger.
However, she was only thinking about it. This was the Hanqing pool, not their flower stream valley. Moreover, Ling Chuxi was her martial uncle. If she dared to make a move so brazenly, she would be expelled from the sect before the next day. No matter how angry she was, she had to endure it.
"Are you guys still going to trade? if not, I'm leaving." Said Ling Chuxi. She could not be bothered to waste any more time with the two of them.
"Wait, has your spirit beast egg hatched yet? what kind of spirit beast is it?" Xie Feiying asked again. If he had been tricked, then so be it. He should at least die with a clear understanding.
