"Don't force me to act at my most vulnerable..."
"Ziyan~ my heart for you..."
"Get lost!"
Murong Ziyuan had had enough of the Douyang Cultivator, the cold murderous intent in her eyes was overflowing.
The Douyang Cultivator's skin trembled, feeling himself being targeted... he quickly moved a bit farther away.
"Cough cough~ Ziyan achieved such good results... perhaps you are all surprised, but it was within my expectations, even if there is some Ancient Immortal Clan... it's no big deal."
Others: "...."
The silence in the air made the Douyang Cultivator somewhat awkward.
Fortunately, he was just rambling, as long as he didn't get close to himself, Murong Ziyuan didn't bother to deal with him.
She was not good at interacting with others, unless it was unbearably necessary for her to reprimand.