The old man was just about to say something when a sarcastic voice interrupted from the side.
Pang Xiangling and Feng Xiangxue heard this voice, turned around simultaneously, and glared at the newcomers. It was indeed the two people they loathed the most. The first was a man dressed in a blue robe, who looked somewhat proper, but Pang Xiangling found him utterly repulsive. The second was a woman dressed in a pink gauze skirt, her ample chest bouncing as she walked, making one worry if it might fall off—her appearance was truly overwhelming!
"Luo Xiaoqian, what nonsense are you spewing?" Pang Xiangling glared at the woman opposite angrily.
