In the wilderness, the woman looked calm and composed, showing not a trace of tension ahead of the impending battle. Fixing a slightly provocative gaze on Lěng Yè, she leisurely began, "In terms of seniority, you should call me elder sister. What? Unwilling to acknowledge it?"
Lěng Yè let out a cold snort and launched a sharp counterattack, "Seniority, my foot! You're nothing more than a dog to Leng Zhiyong. What right do you have to talk to me about seniority?"
A flash of displeasure crossed the woman's eyes, but she quickly returned to her playful expression. "Hah, quite a big mouth you've got. Leng Zhiyong's strength is beyond anything you can imagine. If he wants to kill you, it's just a matter of lifting a finger."
Chapter 1187