Murong Yan trembled with anger as she glared fiercely at Murong Rou'er.
I never imagined that this woman would be so shameless! No one in this life could possibly top her shamelessness!
"Hehe."
Someone sniggered softly. Soon after that, they saw a young man who was dressed in embroidered robes stepping forward with a fan in hand. His mouth was curled into a disdainful smile. He fixed his cold, arrogant gaze upon the flustered Murong Yan.
"Rou'er, is this your legendary little sister? Why would you still hold onto your sisterhood for someone like this?"
As he spoke, his eyes were filled with sarcasm as he looked down at the people before him as if they were not fit to stand in front of him at all.
"Who is he?"
Murong Yan furrowed her brows as she stared at the youth who was dressed in embroidered robes, "I don't think I've seen him in Black Rock City before."
