"Gratitude? Haha, what could be more important than profit? What could be more important than my Senior Brother Shang Fu?"
As she spoke, Ling Feiyan gently wrapped her arms around Shang Fu's arm and sneered, "Only what Senior Brother Shang says is the truth."
The next moment, Ling Feiyan suddenly screamed, "And why do you have to be a battle body? Why am I not one? Trashy lowborn bitch from some imperial dynasty like you—what right do you have to possess a martial bloodline nobler and stronger than mine?"
After saying that, Ling Feiyan's face twisted with savagery and jealousy, her hatred so thick it had reached its peak.
Gongyang Ying's entire body trembled violently. Then she let out a miserable laugh and looked at Ling Feiyan with deep disgust... From beginning to end, this woman had been faithless and heartless. She had truly been blind.
Shang Fu slowly said, "Gongyang Ying, there's something else you probably don't know."
"The reason your location was exposed just now was also thanks to Junior Sister Ling. You used your grandfather's medical arts to gather special herbs in Tyrant Heaven Valley and hide yourself, but Junior Sister Ling had placed a tracking item on you long ago..."
"Hehe, she put it there a very long time ago."
As soon as those words fell, Gongyang Ying looked at Ling Feiyan even more frantically, unable to believe it.
It had been placed there long ago—back when she had still trusted her, back before she had encountered Sikong Jing.
Gongyang Ying only wanted to ask: why?
Seeing the confusion in Gongyang Ying's eyes, Ling Feiyan sneered. "The quota battle is fraught with danger. Someone always has to serve as cannon fodder, so why do you think I agreed to your grandfather's request to bring you along?