In contrast to their gloominess, Leng ruoxue and the rest were in an extremely good mood.
However, when he saw the pitiful look on the elders 'faces, Cheng Xuan felt some sympathy in his heart.
In the garden.
Leng ruoxue sat on the stone chair and sipped her tea. She observed the situation outside through the light screen.
Cheng Xuan was sitting opposite her, deep in thought.
"Great aunt! Will those elders be fine outside?" Those old fogeys were all famous deities in the divinity, yet they were being treated like this by Leng ruoxue. It was really pitiful!
"Don't worry! You won't die. " Leng ruoxue said disapprovingly.
"Uh! I mean, aren't you afraid that they'll hate you?" Cheng Xuan asked curiously.
"Why do you hate me? Who asked them to be so slow? it took them three days just to build the foundation. " Leng ruoxue said with a look of disdain.
"They have never done such a thing!" Cheng Xuan said with a hint of sympathy.
