"Tsk tsk tsk, Third Rank Spirit Emperor! Mo Jiuli, I really didn't expect you to be in such a degraded state. With your level of power, how do you plan to compete with our Lady for a man? No wonder our Lady told me not to mind your existence, I was worried that she underestimated your strength. But now it seems our Lady was truly prescient, dealing with someone like you, a jerk whose power is as garbage as yours, even a maid like me by our Lady's side is too lazy to crush you!"
The white-clad woman's tone was outrageously arrogant and sarcastic, as if Mo Jiuli was nothing in her eyes. The Resentful Spirit King was completely astounded; this woman's words were really too arrogant!
Xiaojin, in anger, wanted to rush forward but was held back by Mo Jiuli. Mo Jiuli sneered coldly at the opponent and asked, "Who is your Lady?"
