Before Wei Meizi could retort, Ling Feng's indifferent voice rose again, "Actually, in my opinion, your Flame Hall really isn't up to par. If it weren't for the fact that I can't mobilize other forces at the moment, do you think I would regard Flame Hall with any esteem? Don't be ridiculous!"
Wei Meizi was truly angry this time. Flame Hall was her faith and support, and although Ling Feng had saved her, she could not tolerate such naked contempt for Flame Hall in her presence!
"Look down on our Flame Hall?" Wei Meizi said with a cold laugh, "Our Flame Hall has a history that spans hundreds of years, has weathered countless storms, and possesses strong foundations. You look down on us? What a joke!"
Ling Feng shook his head, "In my view, a force that has lasted for hundreds of years is actually struggling to survive under the oppression of two nascent forces that haven't a history of even thirty years. To have been driven to this point, you can consider yourself quite talented!"
