“Mengxiang, don’t be disrespectful! It’s your fault you failed!” Yun Yao said sternly.
As soon as the words left her mouth, Yun Mengxiang realised that her ‘princess’ problem appeared again. Her Princess identity wasn’t very effective in the Clan and her father and auntie had repeatedly warned her to not offend strong cultivators with her attitude.
Zhao Feng was a disciple that both old man Guan and old man Zhang were fighting for and it wasn’t a good idea to offend someone with such status and potential. But maybe because she had gotten familiar with Zhao Feng the past few days and the latter was calm, she forgot about this.
“It’s fine, this is the attitude.” Zhao Feng laughed and he didn’t put it to heart.
The main point here was pill refining. Ever since he had entered the Grass-Wood Division, Zhao Feng had started to find interest in pill making and this interest was founded by the lure of ‘Spiritual pills’.
