Ning Rongrong's words fell.
Everyone present sucked in a sharp breath, their scalps tingling as they could not help but break out in a cold sweat for her.
Only Ao Yin at the side remained calm, without the slightest ripple in his eyes.
Given Ning Rongrong's little devil nature, this scene was only natural. He was not surprised in the least.
Flender showed no fear in the face of her blatant threat.
Having spent many years in the world of soul masters, what noble heirs had he not seen?
How could he be intimidated by the name of one of the Upper Three Sects?
He immediately cast a cold, mocking glance at Ning Rongrong.
"My cultivation is meager. I am merely a humble Soul Sage."
"This place is too small to accommodate the proud daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
"So—please leave Shrek immediately."
Boom!
Ning Rongrong's entire body stiffened, and she was instantly dumbfounded.
She had thought that once she revealed her identity as a member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he would surely compromise and back down.
Who could have expected Flender not to fall for it at all?
In an instant, grievance surged into her heart.
Tears immediately welled up in her eyes, sparkling and clear.
She bit her lip hard and stared at Flender in disbelief.
"Y-You're serious?"
Flender's gaze was like a blade, piercing straight through all her pride.
"At the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, you are a gifted daughter adored by countless people. But at Shrek, you are good for nothing! Spoiled, lazy, arrogant, and conceited!"
"To tell you the truth, among everyone here, you are nothing more than the worst one!"
Buzz—
The words "the worst" exploded in Ning Rongrong's mind.
"You're talking nonsense!!"
"I'm not the worst!!"