SLAM—!!
Inside the room, Ye Liyuan slammed the Transmission Token down on the table, the tips of her cherry-pink fingers turning slightly white from the force.
"Ugh, that annoying Nangong Jin, why did she have to come back to the Sect all of a sudden!"
"She hasn't been heard from for decades, couldn't she just have disappeared for good…"
Ye Liyuan irritably ran her fingers through her cascading black hair, a few strands falling messily onto her shoulders.
As Fairy Ye, known for her demure and gentle nature, Ye Liyuan rarely lost her composure. But whenever she thought of that Junior Sister Nangong, an irrepressible irritation would swell up within her.
It could even be called disgust…
"It must be because that Nangong Jin is just so detestable!"
Ye Liyuan muttered under her breath, her fingertips unconsciously twisting the sleeve of her robe, wrinkling the fine Cloud Pattern Brocade.
Moreover, the thought of Ah Han personally escorting her back made Ye Liyuan's chest tighten.
