Under the inky black night sky, a figure agile as a swallow, effortlessly leapt and bounded across the international city, unseen by anyone like a stealthy cat.
"Those two little hussies! To actually ridicule me, wait till Alice stands before them, I'll make them bug-eyed!" Ye Ling seethed with rage.
Thinking of Ai Lu and Ruth's mockery, he was livid, come on, I did indeed take down the Saintess for real.
Actually, it wasn't Ai Lu and Ruth's fault, after all, who was the Saintess? She was a deity in the hearts of millions of believers, one of the two great goddesses of the West, an absolute goddess for countless families of the superpowered.
And the other goddess was naturally Ai Lu. If Ye Ling were to get her too, the entirety of the Western superpowered would likely erupt in total chaos.
What a joke, if both revered Western saintesses got swept away by an Eastern kid, the embarrassment would be monumental, better off dead than to live without honor.
