Killing intent boiled up in Qingluan's eyes.
The three people before her all fell silent, evidently somewhat intimidated by the resolve they had heard.
She took out the list.
Xianglin's Wife took another step back. By now, she kept a respectful distance from Qingluan.
Qingluan looked at the people before her and roughly understood why the person behind this had chosen the few of them.
On one hand, they could naturally muddy the waters; on the other, they could be put to use instead of wasted.
These people could accomplish no great deeds, but they truly could tie down quite a few of the Daughter Country Old Ancestor's people within the imperial city.
That was fairly excellent as well.
Having figured this out, Qingluan nodded and parted ways with them for good.
The moment Qingluan left, the Butcher Woman and the Glamorous Woman suddenly began speaking one after another.
"I truly never expected the Feng Ming Guard to be this strong."
"So what if she is strong?
She is merely a third-class guard. One day, we will certainly become even stronger than her."
Watching the two young girls eagerly competing in fierceness, Xianglin's Wife, who had weathered half a lifetime of storms and tempests, did not join in. She merely smiled faintly.
She was a clever woman. No matter who had won or lost just now, it would not have greatly affected her position.
That had been the case just now, and it naturally remained so now.
After Qingluan departed, Xianglin's Wife, the Butcher Woman, and the Glamorous Woman remained behind.
The three looked at one another.
"As expected of someone from the Feng Ming Guard.
We all received the same demonic energy, yet the difference in the outcome is as vast as heaven and earth. We truly are not