However, this stunning male, resembling a deity, did not even glance at her.
Bai Feng smiled gently at Si Yan, who struggled to stop crying but felt deeply wronged and hung her head before him.
Bai Feng stroked her head. His own prestige was putting pressure on her, he realized.
He looked up, his gentle expression gone, replaced by a distant coldness.
Bai Kui was stunned. It was the first time she had seen the gentle High Priest; his demeanor just now was enough to stay in her heart for a lifetime. But it seemed his gentleness belonged solely to Si Yan... Thinking this, Bai Kui's eyes darkened.
The High Priest of White Eagle City looked towards the Beastman who had been speaking and said indifferently, "You just told Little Si Yan, 'If you don't think for yourself, you should at least consider the High Priest. With your behavior, where does that leave the High Priest's dignity?' Is that right?"
Bai Feng repeated the Beastman's words exactly.
