Qi Yirong looked down and didn't talk, seeming as though she didn't dare to say anything.
This disaster transformation state level six waved his hand to her and said, "You can go, I'll handle this."
Ye Mo felt things were getting more wrong, she was about to be the sect leader's wife and that elder Ming yelled at her and bossed her around. Now, this elder didn't respect her much either.
Before she could go, Ye Mo smiled. "Qi Yirong is having a good talk with us, let her stay and chat with her."
The disaster transformation state level six didn't expect Ye Mo to say this, he was at a loss for words. He nodded and said, "That's true, come in together then Yirong."
It was supposed to be a guest hall but Ye Mo's spirit sense scanned that the place they went to was only a distant far off hall. There was a level eight defense formation outside, it was subtle but Ye Mo saw it immediately.
