Ye Zhizhi took a deep breath and could not help but find it funny. Rong Zhan was right. This peacock really stinks.
Wang Yan lost face and immediately withdrew her breath. She stomped her feet and let out a low huff in anger, "Don't think that just because I like you, you can walk all over me. Is she the one you like? She doesn't even have a beast mark on her. One look and you can tell that she is a level two cripple who isn't in heat. She must have been driven out of her tribe. Aren't you afraid of losing the face of the orc tribe by being with a person like her? No tribe will be willing to protect you if you encounter any accidents in the future!" Wang Yan pointed her spear at Ye Zhizhi and spoke fiercely.
In Wang Yan's mind, this kind of person who didn't even have a beast mark and who was so soft and meek, she guessed that Ye Zhizhi definitely couldn't do it! She couldn't even beat her, let alone satisfy Rong Zhan's needs.
