The old woman's aged face grew even more ferocious with anger. What was wrong with a Nascent Soul cultivator in her hundreds? How many people were still stuck at the Golden Core Stage at a hundred years old, unable even to nurture any spirituality?
She knew she could not compare to a young prodigy like Luosa, which was why she had not dared to approach him alone. Earlier, she had only dared to speak up by relying on the crowd's numbers, yet to be insulted so bluntly by Luosa still made her furious.
Luosa's remark had actually incurred the public wrath. Among this ragtag army temporarily pieced together from several factions, many were Nascent Soul cultivators well over a hundred years old, making his words sound rather like pointing at the mulberry tree while cursing the locust tree.
Chapter 137