"Hmph! At least you know your place! Scram! If you had one-tenth of your disciple's vision, you wouldn't have been smashed to bits by this lady!" Xiao Xiao snorted.
"Yes, yes, yes…" Song Zhenhe nodded repeatedly, showing no sign of humiliation or insult.
Then, Song Zhenhe enveloped Mo Qingwu in a gust of wind and left.
"Xiao Xiao, you..." After Song Zhenhe and Mo Qingwu had departed, Su Chen looked towards Xiao Xiao, hesitating to speak.
Meanwhile, Xiao Xiao's purple halo shone again and she reverted to human form.
But.
Xiao Xiao's face looked somewhat pale.
"Xiao Xiao, are you all right?" Su Chen saw at once that Xiao Xiao had expended a lot of energy, and was even injured.