The reason for refusal

Mo Qiang stared at the woman who was sitting on a throne made of bones, feathers and stone. She then raised her head to look at Feng Jue who was looking everywhere but her! Mo Qiang was angry. No, she was furious, for these hundred and twenty hybrids, she even sold off her underpants and travelled three days to this forsaken place that did not have any other living form other than those thorny bushes outside. 

Now the tribe leader was telling her that she had changed her mind again?! How could this be allowed?

Mo Qiang was speechless, her face had a disbelieving look on her face. Her shoulders slumped forward and the strap of her bag fell from her shoulder. She hadn't eaten well from the day she left the house and with the continuous sand storm happening in this dimension, Mo Qiang's hair was covered with sand, if she were to shake her head now, she could probably make a dune of her own.