"Hehe, two young clan chiefs, long time no see. I never thought we would have the chance to meet again." Yu Shang laughed crisply, casting a flirtatious glance at Zi, only to find him completely indifferent, which made Yu Shang quite uneasy.
"Old witch, hand over the body of the old clan chief." Rita had already discovered Yu Shang's identity.
They had clashed several times before, and her impression of Yu Shang was very poor. This woman was strange and scheming, and had previously used numerous sinister tricks to frame people.
"Ugly Bimong girl, do you dare to call me an old witch?" Yu Shang detested it when people called her an old witch to her face, and Rita had just touched a nerve.
"Rita, step back. Let me handle this woman. You go retrieve the old clan chief's body." Zi said solemnly.
"No, this old witch is not simple, and she has many tricks. Be careful of falling into her trap. Let's handle her together." Rita was worried about Zi facing Yu Shang alone.
