Xi Youmeng lay slightly turned to one side, the Stone Chamber's dim, gentle light falling over her and making her entire figure seem incomparably lonely and desolate.
Ji Lanjun pursed her lips slightly. Accustomed to others accommodating and flattering her, she truly did not know, when faced with Xi Youmeng's cold attitude, what she could do to ease the relationship between them.
Thinking of all the prices she had already paid for this—first suffering Lu Feng's humiliation and punishment in Mist Valley, then enduring the indignity of offering a dance within this Stone Chamber...
She had truly already tried very hard to make amends and salvage things.
For this, she had even lowered herself and cast aside her usual proud, haughty manner.
What more did they want from her?
Did she have to repay it with her life?
As she thought this, a few traces of inexplicable anger and grievance welled up in her heart.
Feeling stifled, Ji Lanjun likewise turned onto her side.
Lu Feng stood wedged between the two women. Seeing them both silently put on airs as though neither intended to acknowledge the other, he could not help feeling a headache coming on.
In such a stalemate, it was difficult for him to calmly cultivate by himself.
Feeling that they were affecting him and wasting what little time he had left—
Lu Feng hardened his heart and stopped indulging the two women. He shouted coldly, "If you want to quarrel, get out and quarrel. Stop being an eyesore here!"
The two women turned at once, their angry, resentful gazes glaring at Lu Feng in unison, as if scolding him for having no sense of romance.
Lu Feng paid them no heed and continued coldly, "You have two choices. Either I throw both of you out, or put