That slap left the dragon daughter feeling much better all over.
Although the four Water Tribes who had entered the hall alongside the dragon daughter were somewhat surprised by Lady Ying's reaction, they could understand it. After all, that woman had first committed a grave offense by impersonating Mister Ji's dao companion, then practically played hide-and-seek with them afterward, wasting no small amount of their time. This was the very time of the dragon race's great endeavor to open up the wilderness.
Everything had happened too quickly. Before many in the hall could even react, Lian Ping'er had already been sent flying by a single blow, smashing into a corner of the wall, her life and death unknown.
Beimou had not actually been very far from Lian Ping'er. When the dragon daughter appeared, her momentum had been so overwhelming that he, who might have been able to intervene, was half a beat too slow. By the time he wanted to act, it was already too late.
The four dragons slowly walked to either side behind the dragon daughter, facing the two sides of the hall and looking mockingly at everyone within.
"Lady Ying has arrived. Why have the Water Tribes in this hall not knelt to pay their respects?"
Faced with this sudden turn of events, everyone in the hall was dumbstruck. For a moment, no one even made a sound. The dragon daughter turned to look at everyone present, her bearing even more imposing than that of Beimou, the master of this place.
Yet even so, the Water Tribes present could not possibly truly kneel and kowtow at once. It was only that the might of a True Dragon they felt was even stronger, making them instinctively somewhat afraid to face Ying Ruoli.
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