"Are you satisfied now?" Ye Qingzi coldly stared at the terrified Yang Qian and spoke.
It took a long while before Yang Qian snapped back to reality. This woman seemed to have no regard for respecting others, still speaking in a mocking tone, "Damaging your own soul to make yourself look neither human nor ghost, you really are hard on yourself!"
"Bitch, say that again and I'll tear your mouth to pieces!" Ye Wansheng, anger in his voice, crushed the mask under his feet.
Ye Qingzi glanced at Ye Wansheng and shook her head at him, signaling her brother to not be impulsive, for after all, they were in Spirit City, the Yang Family's territory.
"Hmph, did I say something wrong?" Seeing Ye Wansheng rage and roar, Yang Qian instead started to laugh.
Ye Qingzi completely ignored Yang Qian's mockery, her gaze settling on the Three Elders as she spoke, "The mask has been checked, shouldn't the results be announced now?"
