"Indeed. Across this entire Honghuang, who could possibly out-cunning you lot?"
As Nuwa's voice trailed off, Zhurong and the other Ancestral Witches let out a cold snort of utter contempt.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun, the grandest schemer in all of Honghuang, actually had the nerve to accuse others of scheming?
Where was his face?
Dropped at home, no doubt!
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