"Sigh, as expected, they're just a third-rate force! When the cage that imprisoned you was broken, the Divine Lord knew. I reckon that even the Silver Moon Emperor might not know if we escape later." Beiting Huang stood up and shook her body, causing all the ropes on her body to fall to the ground.
Mu Qingling was a little speechless. She could naturally feel that the current Beiting Huang was worlds apart from the Beiting Huang in North City. However, she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it at all. At that time, Little Ninth had a useless body and couldn't cultivate. There was a saying that said, "A poor person has narrow ambitions and a thin horse has long fur." Without strength, what else could she do but tuck her tail between her legs?
She liked the current Little Ninth. She looked cool, confident, arrogant, and fearless, as if nothing in the world could defeat her.
