Hearing these people's insults towards Mu Ruyue, Yan Jin, who was relegated to the company of Dan Book and Little White, was consumed by rage. He felt an intense fury burning within his heart, as if flames were about to burst forth from his chest.
However, Mu Ruyue was the epitome of calm in the face of these humiliations, her complexion unchanged, her black eyes completely tranquil.
It was as if the woman they were insulting wasn't her...
"Zang Qingxue, you're fucking asking for death!" Yao Yunqing's face turned green with rage, and she even cursed out loud, flames flickering in the depths of her eyes as she gritted her teeth and said, "Seems like you've forgotten what happened a few days ago! Fine, then I'll give you something to remember by!"
Clutching the sword in her hand tightly, she was about to make a move, but a figure flashed past her even faster.
