"Zhan Tai Linglan? He actually dared come to the West Sea Grand Meeting to cause trouble!"
At Silver Candle Divine Lord's words, more than half the Tianxuan Alliance cultivators at the West Sea Grand Meeting immediately cried out in blazing fury.
Zhan Tai Linglan bore an irreconcilable blood feud with the Tianxuan Alliance. Though he claimed to be sending three congratulatory gifts, how could he possibly have good intentions?
"Silver Candle, aren't you afraid I'll kill you?" Changsun Jing sneered coldly, his voice carrying out.
"Surely not. At the very least, you should look at our congratulatory gifts first." Silver Candle Divine Lord chuckled, looking immensely pleased with himself.
"Brother, don't get angry. Don't let this one man disrupt the West Sea Grand Meeting." Changsun Xiaoru transmitted her voice into Changsun Jing's ears, then said calmly, "Fine. What congratulatory gifts did Zhan Tai Linglan send? Since he wants to give them, why doesn't he dare come himself?"
The silver-faced Silver Candle Divine Lord smiled faintly. "Whether he comes or not, Radiant Dawn Divine Lord will naturally understand after hearing about the three gifts."
"Cut the crap. If you've got something to say, spit it out. You look disgusting, covered in fish scales from head to toe, yet you still want to put on the airs of some great master." Changsun Xiaoru said bluntly.
"..." Silver Candle Divine Lord's face instantly froze. A group of young Tianxuan Alliance cultivators were also dumbfounded. None of them had expected the delicate-looking, gentle Changsun Xiaoru to utter something so explosive.
"Good!"
After staring blankly for one or two breaths, the great crowd of Tianxuan Alliance cultivators burst into laughter and cheers.
The other side had deliberately acted mysterious, looking every bit the lofty master, yet Changsun Xiaoru's single remark had turned him into nothing