"Let go."
With a face ashen, Meng Fang glared furiously at Liao Yuan and Fumeng, who were obstructing him.
Shangguan Linlang didn't feel there was anything wrong with her provocative actions. She continued to add insult to injury, "Why are you holding him back? Let him go; he isn't my match anyway, and neither are the three of you."
Shangguan Linlang's red lips curved into a smile, her tone already dripping with obvious disdain.
Liao Yuan and Fumeng were infuriated by Shangguan Linlang, that damn girl always adding fuel to the fire.
Finally, Liao Yuan released Meng Fang and, in an uncharacteristically unfriendly tone, said, "Miss, what exactly do you want? Why insist on having a grudge against our Diqing Sect?"
Liao Yuan's question hit the nail on the head.
Though Meng Fang felt quite agitated inside, he held his composure.
Both Meng Fang and Fumeng fixed their eyes on Shangguan Linlang, wanting to hear her response.
