Hearing the surrounding onlookers praise Yang Qingyuan, Tu Shan Yaya could not help but wear a smile on her lips, and the anger she had originally felt upon seeing those pieces of trash from the Eastern Spirit Clan instantly subsided by more than half.
For some reason, seeing these passersby lavishing praise on Yang Qingyuan filled her with an indescribable joy, as if these people were praising her instead.
"Bah! A bunch of shameless scoundrels, your hides are practically thicker than a city wall! What kind of god..."
Chapter 367