Qin Feng guessed right—Li Qiong and her fellow sisters wandered around on top of the mountain, too scared to come down and get dragged into the melee again.
They cursed loudly from above, "Bastards, if you've got guts, come up here!"
"You little vixen, it's war between us now!"
"..."
Qin Feng, Jin Yu'er, and Feng Ling stood on the slope, about ten meters away from the mountain peak.
He glanced mischievously at the Shushan girl disciples and said with a shameless grin, "Why bother climbing up? The scenery down here is so much better!"
Li Qiong and the girls were dressed in palace robes, standing at the edge of the mountain. The mountain wind blew, their skirts fluttered, and everything was in plain view.
Li Qiong and her sisters were so shocked, they quickly clutched their skirts, faces flushed crimson as she yelled, "You scoundrel, I'll kill you!"
She stomped angrily along the mountaintop, debating whether to come down or not.
