Ling Xi stepped forward slowly, her exquisite eyes swept faintly across the mother of Pan and the silly Xu Mengying standing behind her, "Actually, I am quite curious, with Yingying's heavenly beauty, are you sure that the person behind you is worthy of her? Moreover..." Her normally indifferent eyes became proud in an instant, with a condescending look, "Yingying's presence here is already an honor for you." How dare you bully her like this.
Looking down upon the world! At this moment, countless people saw in Ling Xi an aura akin to that of a Venerable.
Cunning and proud, her words were an unabashed mockery and disdain. This side of Ling Xi was indeed a rare sight, causing the three people who had just arrived to pause in their steps. A slight, helpless smile appeared on their faces simultaneously; within the smiles of two of them, there was a deep sense of indulgence.
