Xie Jiuniang fell through mid-air, her destiny's collar gripped tight by someone's hand.
Indeed, the collar of her dress!
They held her suspended in mid-air, swaying gently.
This was her first experience being held like this in both her past and current life, and she was so humiliated and angry that she almost threw an Explosive Talisman at Mo Chuan. It was Jian Lingyan, the Sword Spirit, who timely reminded her that a Nascent Soul cultivator was paying attention to them, the very same Elder Chaoyan from the day of the examination.
Xie Jiuniang immediately dared not move.
Similarly, with an elder watching, her opponent dared not harm her either.
Mo Chuan said with a smile, "Scared already?"
"Did you knock out the Little Immortal Crane? You almost got me killed! I'm going to report you to the Law Enforcement Hall..." Xie Jiuniang preempted with an accusation.
Mo Chuan laughed clearly: "Aren't you biting the hand that feeds you? But I don't want to take the blame for others."
