She had clearly been spouting lines like "you take your high road, and I'll cross my single-plank bridge" just a moment ago, yet the very next second, she had put on the airs of a master.
Still... You Chen really had been pushed to the limit of his patience, failing to control his impulse to vent his emotions onto Qian Renxue.
In truth, thinking about it now, demanding a one-hundred-thousand-year seventh ring wasn't an absolute necessity for someone like Qian Renxue—a favored child of heaven whose god trials were bound to her from birth and whose martial soul origin had reached the limit right from the start.
Chapter 143