Jing Yingmeng looked at her sister in confusion. She didn't understand what means that young cultivator could have used to make her sister admire him like this.
But then she said, "It's just another cultivator who judges based on looks. Wait until his master, Hu We, goes to the tournament. I will go test him."
How could Jing Yingli not know what Jing Yingmeng meant? She wanted to verify that Ye Mo was someone who judges others based on their looks and then ridicule him. Jing Yingli glanced at Jing Yingmeng and said, "You don't deserve him either."
"Huh?" Jing Yingmeng's face burst red. She knew she wasn't as talented as Jing Yingli, but she wasn't worse than any other woman when it came to looks. Just like Jing Yingli, she was also very prideful. This was the first time anyone had ever told her that she didn't deserve a man. If it wasn't Jing Yingli who had said this, she would've gone on a rampage already.
