Looking at Miss Feng's friendly smile, Zi Yan frowned slightly. She did not understand why Miss Feng, whom they had met only once, would help them. Besides, Miss Feng herself was immensely tempting to Zi Yan. Now that she had come so close, Zi Yan practically drooled, longing to feast on her.
Yet Hun Changqing's warning, coupled with the fact that she was currently weaker than Miss Feng, meant Zi Yan could only drool over her enticing scent without acting on her impulses. This left her deeply irritated. With no regard for the saying that one should not strike a smiling face, she snorted coldly and scrutinized Miss Feng, speaking in an unfriendly tone.
"We've only met once. We're hardly close, so there's no need to act familiar with us. As for the person traveling with us, where he went is none of your business."
Miss Feng's smile immediately stiffened. Given her status, whenever she took the initiative to speak to someone, they invariably greeted her with a smile. Zi Yan's blunt tone left her feeling humiliated, and she even had the urge to sweep her sleeves and walk away.
But Miss Feng could not stop thinking about the white-robed man she had glimpsed earlier. Unwilling to give up, she feared that if she missed him here in the Heavenly Eye Mountain Range, she might never meet him again. She therefore suppressed her displeasure. Just as she was about to speak again, an angry shout from behind interrupted her.
"How arrogant!"
Everyone turned to see the handsome young man who had earlier clashed with the elderly Gold Devouring Rat guarding the Blood Pool over Miss Feng. He strode forward, his face full of anger, and pointed at Zi Yan as he spoke indignantly.
"Miss Feng is a young prodigy of