'I... Damn you, Feng Cailuo! Did I dig up your ancestral graves or something? Or did I love you and leave you? Do you really have to pick on me at every turn? What's wrong with you, woman?!'
Ye Tianling was utterly speechless.
But Feng Cailuo didn't even glance at Ye Tianling. After giving Duan Cangyue and Liu Yueru a dressing-down that was clearly aimed at him, she called out more names.
"Dao Transformation Ancestral Land. Su Wanhe, Su Mufan."
"Greetings, Elder."
"I won't say much about whatever goals your Dao Transformation Ancestral Land has. At my level, there are few secrets you can keep from me, and I'm not a fool. Cultivate diligently, and your futures will be very bright. As for any other ideas, forget them. Understand? Others might not stoop to bullying those weaker than them, but I'm different, you see."
Feng Cailuo's voice was laced with palpable killing intent, as if she would strike them dead on the spot for any misstep.
