Chen Muxue was still muttering, "Why do people from the Yin Family always want to invite others to drink? And they particularly love to compel others to drink a penalty drink."
She saw Master Yin raise his hand, launching a move that Chen Muxue couldn't quite describe—it was like a visible green poison gas attack from afar.
Seeing this, she quickly covered her mouth and nose, waving her right hand in disdain, and the poisonous gas just drifted away with the wind.
"This... impossible, absolutely impossible!" Master Yin couldn't believe it when he saw how effortlessly she neutralized his attack.
Perhaps her cultivation and technique were just perfectly suited to counter such an attack?
Unrelenting, Master Yin said, "You'd better surrender quickly; it'll be ugly if you don't! You women are worried about your looks all the time, aren't you? My attacks show no mercy!"
Chen Muxue heard this, and her whole face scrunched up.
