Han Mei stared at Qin Li, her face a mask of ice. His words had once again deeply stung the Saintess's proud and sensitive heart. This was especially true after she saw the group of stunning beauties behind him—Shangguan Shiyu, Leng Yao, and She She—none of whom were any less beautiful than her. The sight only made her hatred for Qin Li burn hotter.
She desperately hoped her Martial Uncle would fly into a rage and use his thunderous power to execute this bastard!
So, hearing her Martial Uncle's voice finally fill with rage, Han Mei's heart soared with glee.
Qin Li found the expression on Han Mei's face increasingly ridiculous. He turned his head, glanced at the Old Ape, Bai Zhongshan, and said with a smile, "Old Bai, why don't you go test this old fellow's mettle?"
"As you command, Young Master!"
