"He secretly picked a Kunling Herb that was almost a thousand years old! Your Third Peak owes us an explanation!"
"Senior Brother Mo, I failed to discipline my junior brother properly. Please give us a little more time. I'll find a way to obtain a Thousand-Year Kunling Herb and repay Fourth Peak."
Lan Zinuo apologized quietly to Mo Youde. Jian Yi stood coldly to one side, but his eyes remained fixed on Lan Zinuo's body, a wicked smile on his lips.
"Only First Peak and Fourth Peak grow Kunling Herbs. Are you thinking of asking our First Peak for one, Junior Sister?"
Jian Yi stepped forward, lifted Lan Zinuo's chin, and spoke flippantly.
"Senior Brother Jian Yi, please conduct yourself with dignity!"
"What a joke! You're telling me to conduct myself with dignity? I, Jian Yi, never force women."
Jian Yi flicked his sleeve and gave Mo Youde a sidelong glance, signaling him to apply pressure.
"Junior Sister Lan, how do you intend to repay me for my Kunling Herb?"
"Two thousand-year-old Ice-Fire Branches!"
Lan Zinuo took out two Ice-Fire Branches, their roots frosted with ice while their branches resembled flames. Mo Youde took them, casually tossed them onto the ground, and crushed them underfoot.
"Even ten wouldn't be enough. I have no use for them!"
"You!"
Lan Zinuo felt deeply wronged. It was truly hard having no man on the peak who could shoulder its burdens. How could she not know these two had deliberately brought people here to stir up trouble? The Third Peak disciples beside her were furious too, but none dared speak.
"How about ten slaps instead?"
Just then, Mu Bai strode over, his expression stern, an air of authority surrounding him. The Third Peak disciples immediately cheered and leaped with joy, shouting that Senior Brother