"Hmph!"
Four cultivators snorted coldly in unison, turning their heads away.
"They have tokens that grant them free access to the secret chamber."
Just then, the voice of that woman sounded from behind.
"Ye Hongxue!"
The four cultivators turned their heads together, glaring angrily at the woman.
"I see."
Chu Xin came to a sudden realization, approached the cultivator with the hooked nose, looked at him, shook her head and walked away, muttering to herself, "Too ugly, can't bring myself to do it."
Too ugly?
The cultivator with the hooked nose was so angry he almost lost control, not only wounded physically but now also dealt a heavy blow emotionally.
Chu Xin approached the cultivator with the narrow eyes, looked down at him, shook her head and once again walked away: "This one's even uglier."
Even uglier?
The cultivator with the narrow eyes immediately grew furious and shouted, "You damn brat, are you blind? How am I uglier than him?"
