"What a madwoman."
As Huang Feifei was tottering at the brink of collapse, that evil-sounding voice was the last straw and caused her face to change from its initial shade of red to white. She stared hopelessly and weakly at the face which could topple a nation.
The man did not seem to notice her extreme depth of sorrow as a mildly frosty smile hung on his enticing red lips, "It seems that this is all there is to the Medicine Sect by allowing a madwoman like her to attain such a high level!"
These words made Gao Lin flush red. His elderly face automatically sank, "Guards, take Huang Feifei away. Our Medicine Sect is not the place for any random folk!"
Even though Gao Lin was not aware of Zuo Shangchen's identity, he could tell based on his conversation with the Eldest Lady of Wind Valley that he must be from the First City as well! Cultivators from the First City are not people whom he could afford to offend.
