"Are you insinuating that I lack discernment?"
Upon hearing Mu Ling's words, Song Siyi's eyes narrowed, a glint of coldness flashed fleetingly.
As the senior sister of the Heart Inquiry Palace and a renowned talent from the Southern Desolate, since when was it the place of a family's young lady to pass judgment here?
Furthermore, due to the awkward relationship between Mo Wangchen and Gai Jianchen, Song Siyi naturally did not view Mu Ling favorably either.
"I didn't explicitly state it; how you interpret it is none of my concern." Mu Ling shrugged indifferently.
As the Young Pavilion Master of the Hundred Treasures Pavilion, my status is esteemed, comparable to a Saintess of a Sacred Land. In comparison, what does Song Siyi, the senior sister of the Heart Inquiry Palace, count for in front of me?
Not to mention, this is the Eastern Desolate, not the Southern Desolate.
"Chen Ziyun is about to lose."
