In the mirror, the argument continued.
The general who had resorted to the most pathetic provocation kept sneering, pointing a bamboo pole at Silver Wolf's nose.
"You're getting way too full of yourself, aren't you?!"
Yet Silver Wolf, who had collapsed dejectedly before, suddenly sprang to her feet amid the mockery and growled through gritted teeth.
She was, after all, just a little simp who had come to the Xianzhou to see whether she could lend Tingyun a hand.
Miss Silver Wolf had naturally held a favorable impression of Feixiao at first.
—Feixiao and Tingyun's adoptive mother were close as sisters.
Though they were not related by blood.
She was still entirely Tingyun's elder.
And elders naturally needed to be flattered and courted.
As it happened.
One of the Xianzhou's precious talismans had fallen into her hands through some unknown selection.
Whoever possessed that talisman would be granted divine power and become one of those fighting alongside the Xianzhou General against the Masked Fool.
Just imagine it.
She had traveled to a foreign land for the one she liked, only to have a divine weapon acknowledge her the moment she arrived. One of her future comrades was even the elder of the person she liked...
What a perfect start.
The four iron bonds of life: studying together, visiting brothels together, splitting spoils together, and going through battle together.
All she had to do was cooperate earnestly in the coming battle. Was she supposed to worry about failing to win over the favor of the girl's elder?
A wonderful future had already taken shape before her eyes.
Unfortunately, the White Fox General's face was now filled with nothing but arrogant contempt, as though she were looking at trash.
This woman...
Did she really look down on her that much?
Anger surged