Hearing this, Huang Yueli was extremely surprised, and then burst out laughing.
"I said...Meng Yue'er, are you thinking too much? Why did I go to the camp of the Ancient God Clans to join An Mingyan? Could it be that you really want to go to the camp of the White Fen Clan, but unfortunately they didn't invite you? Are you disappointed?"
"You...!" Meng Yue'er was stabbed in the sore spot by her words, and her expression turned a little ferocious.
"If you don't look for Young Master Mingyan, who else can you look for? You are just a human clan, even if you have some strength, but you don't know how many people like you are in our God Clans! Who will take you seriously? Young Master Mingyan has a good heart, so he wants to give you a hand."
Meng Yue'er's face was full of disdain, she didn't believe Huang Yueli's words at all, and felt that she was just being stubborn.
