Song Wanning's aggressive words made Ye Chuxue's face darken.
"You're twisting my words!"
"The Medicine King Sect has always been a great, time-honored sect. Its line of inheritance was only severed by a sudden catastrophe. Otherwise, what chance would any other sect have had to rise to the top?"
As she refuted Song Wanning, she secretly watched Mu Zixu's expression out of the corner of her eye.
Seeing his face turn as black as ink, Ye Chuxue knew, 'I've won!'
'There's absolutely no way she'll get the Medicine King Sect's inheritance!'
"Heh, you're a first-rate bootlicker. I just wonder if you have any actual skills. A moment ago, I saw you were a step behind me."
Song Wanning sneered, completely ignoring Mu Zixu's murderous expression, and let out a soft scoff.
"If you're the successor chosen by the Medicine King Sect, then the sect is doomed. It'll never make a comeback!"
"You wretch!!!"
