"Hmph!"
However, before he even finished speaking, the Red Lion Daoist let out a heavy cold snort, as if a heavy hammer had struck Mon Yi's heart. Mon Yi's face immediately turned pale, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
Then the Red Lion Daoist continued to speak indifferently, "It's just a seat, there's nothing inappropriate about it, right, Chief Chen?"
"Yes, it's just a seat, there's indeed nothing inappropriate," Chen Fei said coldly with narrowed eyes, understanding that the other party's sudden attack on Mon Yi was a retaliation for him seriously injuring someone outside the Red Lion Cave earlier. Comparatively, since Mon Yi's cultivation was not weak, this was considered light.
Then he casually took out a pill bottle from the storage bag, and as soon as he opened the cap, a rich fragrance of pills surged out like a fountain, gleaming and surrounded by silver light, instantly changing the expressions of everyone present.
