Listen to what he said,"if I ever find you pleasing to the eye ..." In other words, he was not pleasing to the eye now. Ling Chuxi was still quite confident in her own appearance and figure. However, in the eyes of others, she actually belonged to the category of people who were not pleasing to the eye. Ling Chuxi felt deep sorrow for the aesthetic judgment of the spirit beast clan.
Of course, this was not the time to be thinking about this. Very quickly, Ling Chuxi suppressed her anger and calmed down. There was still more than half of the hour left. She was not willing to admit defeat, but what could she do if she did not admit defeat?
As if it wanted Ling Chuxi to completely give up on this thought, the old Ming snake opened its mouth and let out the sound of an ancient Bell.