However, the evil cultivator couldn't see that Leng Xiaoyao was also a cultivator, because Leng Xiaoyao was a little special. Her soul was a cultivator, but her body wasn't.
Therefore, as long as she didn't expose her secret, no one would know.
"Who are you?" Leng Xiaoyao asked instead.
"It's none of your business who we are."
"So why did you bother to ask who we are?" Leng Xiaoyao sneered.
"You…" They were struck dumb by Leng Xiaoyao's reply. Another man said, "We came here first. You're later than us."
He implied that they could make the decisions because they came first and those who came later were intruders.
"Ridiculous. Is this your home? Why can't we come after you came?" Leng Xiaoyao said.
"You…" The man was startled again and didn't know what to say.
"What are you doing here?" At this time, the evil cultivator opened his mouth.
"What are you doing here?" asked Leng Xiaoyao.
