He wanted to argue back, but he didn't know what was up with this girl's temper, and thinking that her surname was North...
Sizzle! She really isn't someone to provoke!
"This is a demi-saint?"
Yet Beibei didn't let it go, her Supreme Emperor Sword pointed back at Qin Duan, who still dared not reply, and became silent as a cicada in winter.
"Stand up, one by one, do you also deserve to be called demi-saints?"
Beibei's Supreme Emperor Sword swept across all the saints present, including Fang Wenxin, Zhong Yuanzi, and Ninth Divine Priest.
Except for Ai Cangsheng and Xi, none dared to raise their heads.
Everyone felt strange, wanting to ponder the details, but then felt there was no need, Beibei's scolding was indeed justified.
She merely spoke her mind...
Ai Cangsheng held the bow tight, then let go, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, quickly returning to a rippleless expression.
