Chu Mo and Miao Yi Niang had already traveled over a thousand miles away from the Immortal. Recalling previous scenes, Miao Yi Niang couldn't help but softly complain to Chu Mo: "You were too tripling to my master back then... At least you could have gone on for a hundred and eighty rounds before defeating her. Who does that, suppress someone with one move and made them kneel on the ground in such a humiliating manner."
Chu Mo glanced at Miao Yi Niang: "If wasn't for her kindness towards you, my sister, I would have wished to slap her harshly! That venomous woman uses harsh words as daily routine, as if she is superior to everyone in this world. Not to mention all of her troubles, she deserves to be beaten even without those incidents!"
"That's enough, no matter what, she is still my master, and in the end, didn't she choose to let go after understanding the cause and effect of things?" Miao Yi Niang gently consoled.
