What exactly was this woman's identity?
And the masked young man in white beside her was terrifying as well.
Among the younger generation of the Ancient God Sea, there were likely few who could stand against the two of them.
"Wow!"
Nangong Wenya was still crying loudly. She could not move and could only let the tears stream down her face.
"Lady Benefactor, please spare her."
Flower Monk could no longer bear to watch.
Though he wished to keep Nangong Wenya at arm's length, she had ended up like this because she had wanted to vent his anger. By all reason and sentiment, he could not simply stand by.
Jiang Ruoyao's crimson eyes glanced at Flower Monk. He forced a smile, his face full of sorrow.
"Ruoyao, let her go first."
At that moment, Hua Yunfei spoke as well.
"Alright."
Jiang Ruoyao released Nangong Wenya, withdrew the laws of the Path of Slaughter, and returned to normal, smiling again. "Little Devil Girl, you still need to work harder."
After saying that, she returned to Hua Yunfei's side, blinked, and asked, "You won't blame me for scaring her into tears, will you?"
"Whoever I blame, it won't be you." Hua Yunfei smiled and shook his head.
"Hehehe." Jiang Ruoyao laughed happily.
Hua Yunfei glanced at Flower Monk. "Take her away. We still have matters to attend to, so we'll be leaving first."
With that, he led Jiang Ruoyao toward the Primordial Giant City.
"Are you alright?" Flower Monk walked up to Nangong Wenya and asked.
It was worth mentioning that he had kept his distance from Nangong Wenya the entire time, as though he were being extremely cautious.
"Hmph." Nangong Wenya wiped away her tears, feeling deeply wronged. She felt that she had embarrassed herself terribly just now.
Fortunately, only a