The woman in red glanced at Xuan Tianji and said irritably, "Old thing, what are you looking at, are your thieving eyes itching?"
"You stinking woman, you dare provoke me!"
Xuan Tianji cursed loudly and raised a hand, sending a Light Palm swinging over.
The woman in red let out a cold snort, her large sleeves waving as a fiery divine light scattered the attack, glaring at Xuan Tianji, she said angrily, "You senile old man, are you trying to start something on purpose? Don't think I'm really afraid of you. If you push me, I'll burn all your beard with one fire."
"I think it's your butt that's itching. Say one more word of nonsense and I'll burst your butt." Xuan Tianji rolled up his sleeves.
"You bicker every day, can't you guys quiet down for a while?" One of the two elders of the Demon Clan grabbed one of the woman in red's arms, pulling her away for a distance and said, "Fellow Taoists, we'll be taking our leave first."
With that, he forcibly dragged the woman in red away.