Chuzheng spoke to Little Fox, completely ignoring Xi Lan.
Xi Lan clenched her fist, holding back her anger, "Chuzheng, I don't want to be your enemy."
Xi Lan's face showed difficulty, as if to say, 'I'm doing this for your own good, don't force me.'
Chuzheng said coldly, "Then leave."
You don't want to make an enemy of me, yet you show up before me, are you asking for death?
"..." Xi Lan was at a loss for words, her fingernails digging fiercely into her palm, smiling, "Chuzheng, don't push me."
"And what if I push you." Come at me!
So scared of you!
Xi Lan was determined to get Xue Yuan.
She raised her hand and snapped her fingers in the air.
From the bushes behind, rustling sounds emerged.
Shortly after, two individuals walked out.
These two were dressed like cultivators and walked out of the bushes in uniform steps.
But their eyes were lifeless as if they were controlled puppets.
The two of them, without needing Xi Lan's command, charged directly at Chuzheng.