"Hmm?"
Luo Cheng's eyes narrowed as he turned to look at the female disciple who had just spoken. "What did you say?"
The girl, dressed in fine silk and exuding an air of aristocratic elegance, raised an eyebrow and smirked mockingly, her tone growing sharper as she replied:
"What's the matter? Feeling humiliated and angry? I'm just speaking the truth. Trash like you, compared to Senior Brother Qi Guyun, is like filthy mud on the sole of a shoe. How could you possibly catch Senior Sister Yun Mengli's attention? Clearly, you've deceived her using shameless methods."
She tilted her chin slightly upward and sneered:
"If you're desperate for wealth, you might as well kneel down and knock your head on the ground a few times. Maybe if I'm in a good mood, I'll reward you with a few million taels."
Ha!
Luo Cheng laughed coldly in anger, his eyes icy as he pulled out the Purple-Blue Soft Armor. He waved it before her and retorted:
