Not far away, Ji Xingran wiped his sweat, genuinely feeling that this Sixth Master was truly brave.
When the three Great Saints "conspired" yesterday, he listened in on the side the entire time, naturally aware of the situation.
He had already recognized the short-haired woman as Bai Zilan, the eldest daughter of the Bai Family in Yao Guang City.
"Can't you tell the difference between genders?" The short-haired girl challenged, her face looking quite displeased.
Qin Ming sincerely apologized, "I'm sorry, seeing your short hair and furry ears from a distance made you look like a tiger, I mistook you for someone else."
"I...!" The eldest daughter of the Bai Family was flustered, almost bursting into flowery language.
What kind of bizarre description was this? To say she looked like a tiger, was it deliberate? This was a second injury to her, the person before her was truly detestable.
