"Enough!"
Mu Qingge said sternly, interrupting Lian Qiao's words.
Lian Qiao didn't continue speaking, but her expression didn't improve. Yao Xinghai stood there, unsure whether to laugh or cry.
He sighed, consoling himself, 'At least we've found the ancestor.'
The atmosphere in the room suddenly grew tense.
Su Ming, a mortal standing in the middle, felt extremely uncomfortable, as if about to suffocate.
Mu Qingge looked at Lian Qiao and said coldly, "You ran off on your own and willfully entered the Divine Demon Continent. Do you know that because of your recklessness, Yao Xinghai and Xi Qianxue didn't experience the three Heavenly Tribulations but were instead absorbed into the Divine Land? Here, all their skills have turned them into people at the lowest level, facing humiliation and danger multiple times. And now, you don't realize your mistake; instead, you say such hurtful words here."
Lian Qiao snorted coldly, not responding.
