Cheng Feiying said indifferently, "In the last trial at Ghost Prison, Ling Xiao saved me, saved over a dozen disciples of Orange Immortal Mountain. His strength is beyond doubt. How could he cause us trouble?"
"That may not be the case. Last time was the steward's trial at the Ghost Prison First Layer. This time, we're at the Ghost Prison Second Floor.
Moreover, we have our own business; letting an outsider intervene is always inappropriate, isn't it?"
"That's right, we're all Earth-grade geniuses and Yu Pin geniuses. What does this kid count for? Even if he's a savior, we shouldn't compromise like this, bringing along a burden. What is that about?"
Another person said.
At this moment, Cheng Feiying's face turned extremely awkward.
Those people looked down on Ling Xiao, which meant they looked down on Cheng Feiying's judgment, which was simply an insult to her.
Moreover, having her friend slandered and looked down upon by her own people left her feeling guilty.
