Tang fan and Wei Yuan were more responsible. They let Yun Chujiu and Mu Jiao sit in the middle, separating them from the people of the Great Sword sect.
Seeing this, Yun Chujiu’s impression of the two of them was a little better.
They could fight with each other behind closed doors, but they should still be united against the outside world.
Although they were separated, the people of the Great Sword sect still didn’t stop.
“TSK TSK, I didn’t expect us to be so unlucky to be sitting at the same table with trash like Yun Yiyi...”
“Sitting with her affects my mood when I eat,”Kang Xiuling of the Great Sword sect said while pouting her lips.
Lu Qian, who was beside her, also echoed, “Indeed, we’re quite unlucky. We bumped into her on the day we came, and now we’re sitting at the same table with her. It’s really unlucky.”.
“People should know their own limits. I wonder where some people got the courage to come to such a grand event.”