Lady Xu's face turned quite unsightly, but confronting Zhou Mengjie, who wielded formidable martial prowess, was something she could not contend with. Thus, faced with Zhou Mengjie, the only thing she could do was retreat.
"Hmph, you arrogant girl, you'll have your days of glory! In another month or so, Xiaotian will return, then let's see if you can continue being so overbearing!" Lady Xu thought secretly. She then waved her large sleeve, not even bothering to glance at the cat-fox's corpse, and stormed off.
Meanwhile, Zhu Bufan, under the complex gazes of envy, jealousy, and more from the crowd, was pulled away by Zhou Mengjie.
Held by Zhou Mengjie, Zhu Bufan felt like he was gripping a piece of warm jade, incredibly comfortable. Unable to resist, Zhu Bufan quietly squeezed a little.
Feeling the change in his palm, Zhou Mengjie's expression tightened instantly, and a flash of disdain appeared in her eyes before it vanished.
