"The Valley of Pills?" Beiting Huang shook her head, looking confused. "I've never heard of it. If I had known earlier, I would have said that I'm from Huang City. Would I have no need to queue to enter the city?"
A murderous glint flashed across the young man's eyes. The woman standing next to him seemed to sense his emotional fluctuations and said coldly, "Huang City? So what if it's Huang City? It's just a new force. What right does it have to be compared to an ancient force like the Valley of Pills that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years?"
Beiting Huang's expression couldn't be described as ugly. Even a gentle girl like Mu Qingling was so angry that her chest heaved. She wanted to curse, but she couldn't. She looked really anxious.
