She was a bit ticked off, but she could only tolerate it for the time being.
After all, she had just entered the Shuntian Prefecture. As the saying went, even a fierce dragon is no match for a snake in its home territory.
Just wait until she sussed out their lair. There'd be plenty of misery waiting for them.
She hopped onto the snow leopard's back and then solemnly narrowed her black eyes at the group of masked, gray-clothed people.
"You can all leave your lives behind today," Qiao Mu stated apathetically without a hint of warmth.
She looked at them like they were a bunch of corpses.
The leader of the masked, gray-clothed people couldn't hold back a scoff, but he did not speak.
He just waved his hand resolutely, and the group of spiritual cultivators threw aside their bows and arrows. They picked up their handiest weapons and swarmed toward Qiao Mu while brandishing them.
