Today, she had come for revenge, determined to beat the person who dared to harm her Little Yanyan half to death.
"What are you doing? Even if you have grievances against her, please take it outside the woods, so you don't sully the Spiritual Energy here," Murong Lanxue, clad in white, frowned and looked at Zhiyan and her companions with displeasure. She didn't care about Wang Yanyan, who was being beaten. Instead, she felt they were contaminating the atmosphere.
"Tch, you're nothing good either, stop acting so high and mighty in front of me," Shasha glared fiercely at Murong Lanxue, mocked her with a face full of arrogance.
From the first meeting, she had not liked this woman. Hearing her words now, her disgust for her deepened even more.
