"I'll handle this!" The old woman stepped forward, her eyes locked on Shen Haoran, a glint of coldness flashing within them.
Sensing the hostility from the old woman, Shen Haoran frowned. 'I don't recall ever having any run-ins with her. Do all members of the Demon Race harbor such animosity toward the Human Race?'
"This is the Vice Hall Master of the Medicine Hall Headquarters, Ji Wuqing," Feng Li explained to Shen Haoran from the side.
"Oh, her surname is Ji?" Hearing this, a light flashed in Shen Haoran's eyes. The old woman actually shared a surname with Ling Xuan. The thought brought the image of a young woman with a smile as radiant as a flower to mind, stirring ripples in his heart. However, Feng Li's next words snapped him back to reality, and he instantly understood why Vice Hall Master Ji was so hostile toward him.
