Wu Linger whispered softly and kept cheering Jiang Bai on.
"Hmph, the inner sect of Xuan Sword Sect? Just him? It's hilarious."
Beside the three of them, a tanned fatty came out.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Wu Yong's face was gloomy. No one else could discourage Jiang Bai, except him.
This person sized Wu Linger up. The greed and frivolity in his eyes were not concealed at all.
He had been thinking about Wu Linger for a long time, but she always showed a stern face to him. This was fine to him. However, in the end, she was actually fond of this brainless kid.
"Hmph, Wu Linger. What's so good about this dude? His aptitude is only average. Whether he can enter Xuan Sword Sect or not is still a question. And you are definitely a member of the sect. The gap between you and him will only grow bigger and bigger."
