Soon, Xi Shaofan's voice sounded outside the hall.
"Little Daifei, has Lord Shang finished regulating his breath and recovered? Lord Hao is summoning everyone urgently, and he needs Lord Shang to head to the council hall immediately!" Xi Shaofan's tone and posture carried a hint of dallying flirtation.
He seemed to want to find a bit of psychological comfort here with Daifei, a ten-ringed peak Sorcerer.
The heaven-shaking battle from an hour ago still left lingering, uncalmed terror and confusion in the hearts of soldiers like Xi Shaofan on the Treading Witch.
That Wind Whisperer Tailande was simply too terrifying!
Among pampered soldiers like Xi Shaofan, they could still regain some solace as victors here with the blonde Daifei, to a degree.
"My master said that without his word, neither I nor any of you are allowed to enter and disturb..." When facing others, Daifei's absolute calmness and rationality made her appear cold, proud, and tranquil.
The more it was like this, the easier it was to stir up the desire for conquest within the young Eternal noble descendants.
"Heh, as a mere maid, you truly can only take orders and act accordingly. Forget it, step aside; I will personally meet with Lord Shang!"
Taking a condescending posture as though he were also the blonde witch's master, Xi Shaofan waved his hand for her to move aside.
Bang!
Immediately, the sound of someone being bounced away and colliding against the wall echoed through the corridor.
"Audacious! A mere witch maid, and you dare make a move against this young lord! Just wait, shortly this young lord will spend money to buy you over from Lord Shang, and make you kneel and serve me every day..."
Xi Shaofan suffered a drastic loss of face, unable to help roaring outside, driven to