"A weak girl like you doesn't have the right to know about our city lord at all. You better shut up and leave before we send you to prison for making trouble with us." The guards were panicked at first, but they soon calmed themselves down and sneered in contempt toward Xiu Wanxue when they heard Xiu Wanxue's voice.
Xiu Wanxue was only fourteen years old; her voice was still small, and her height wasn't as high as that of these guards, who were 1.80 meters tall.
Were these guards threatening them?
The corner of Xiu Wanxue's lips lifted when she heard the guards look down on her.
If these guards knew that they were the core disciples of the Eternal Celestial Sect and Zhang Qingsheng's disciples, they would not dare provoke them.
Power and fame, forces, strength, and wealth are important. Without a strong force to protect and a strong strength to protect oneself, others will trample them mercilessly under their feet.
