"In my Qingyunmen, there are such villains!"

The elder woman was furious when she heard it. She looked at me angrily, and I laughed bitterly. "Elder, how can you listen to someone else's words so arbitrarily? I promise, I never did anything like that.

The elder thought so, she looked at me curiously and said, "I know these people very well, but you see them very well. Which genre are you?"

The Yasheng woman whispered, "Elder, he is Chen San, a disciple of the waste stream."

"Waste... Oh no, it was the disciple of soul flow..." The elder woman frowned and said, "Now that we have crossed genres, we need...