The familiar voice rang out, and Meng Yutong's body instantly went stiff, as if she had been frozen into a "dried salted fish" in the biting winds of deep winter.
Since the water was boiling, it thawed her out very quickly.
Jiang Jingyi, dressed in a pale-red immortal dress, walked over to her side with an intrigued look.
Meng Yutong's expression changed drastically. "Murong Yi, it's actually you... How did you appear here?"
"Why can't I appear? If I hadn't come, how could I have seen this joke today? Aiya... borrowing the Imperial Token to strut in borrowed tiger's might, appointing yourself as some grand inspector-general. How come I never knew the Dynasty had an official post like that?"
"Pah! What does that have to do with you? This Venerable One was acting with my disciple, deliberately making up nonsense!"
"But didn't you still borrow the Female Emperor's momentum? Favors have to be repaid!" Jiang Jingyi said with a smile.
"Favor? What damn favor? I thought the Imperial Token that Female Emperor gave would be useful wherever I went, but didn't people still treat me like a fraud? At the end of the day... your family's Female Emperor just has thin face. Once she leaves the Eastern Continent, who still treats you like a child!"
The moment those words came out, Jiang Jingyi's face instantly turned cold.
What a fine line, "Once she leaves the Eastern Continent, who still treats you like a child."
You mean the Dynasty only has that half of the world on the Eastern Continent?
Salted Fish, you already have the path to death!
Jiang Jingyi saw that there was Spirit Wood nearby specially used for feeding the fire. With a wave of two fingers, she threw the Spirit Wood beneath the cauldron from a distance.