"..."
Ruan Lan silently pressed down on her right hand. For some reason, she had an inexplicable urge to beat up Sikong Jiu. Perhaps it was true that those who are despicable deserve to be beaten?
If Ruan Lan, an ally, felt this way, one could only imagine how Ji Huanghun felt. The direct descendant of the Ji Family burst into a rage, "You little brat, you're courting death!"
Ever since he was born, Ji Huanghun had never encountered anyone who dared to defy the Ji Family. Now that the Teleportation Array had been interrupted, he wished he could skin the brat alive.
"Hmph." Sikong Jiu snorted, arrogantly raising his chin as he looked over. Feeling he was a little short, his body began to float upward, stopping only when he was an inch taller than Ji Huanghun. Even though he said and did nothing, just hovering in midair with his hands behind his back was somehow enough to irritate people and make them want to teach him a lesson.
