"While I'm in a good mood, get the hell out of here crawling!" Ye Ling said casually, completely disregarding Li Bo's threat.
The Spiritual Energy within Li Bo's body started to rage uncontrollably. He glared at Ye Ling, teeth clenched—if looks could kill, Ye Ling would have been hacked to pieces!
"You're courting death!" Li Bo could no longer contain his fury. Just as he was about to make a move, a woman with shoulder-length silver hair slowly walked in.
The lady was dressed in purple, her silver locks casually tied up, emanating a mature and enchanting aura. Almost every male present involuntarily swallowed their saliva, their eyes filled with amazed luster.
Yet, they dared not show even a trace of it, and as soon as she entered, everyone bowed respectfully.
"We pay respect to the Envoy!"
"Greetings to the Envoy, Your Excellency!"
But Ye Ling stood still, not showing the slightest bit of courtesy.
