While Lu Sangjiu was lost in thought, a sudden commotion broke out.
When the sound snapped her out of her thoughts, she looked over to see Liu Xi shielding a female cultivator, her brows furrowed in anger as she argued with their Qilin Sect guards.
Liu Xi had always had a fiery temper, and her tongue was incredibly sharp when she started cursing someone out.
Several Qilin Sect Foundation Establishment Cultivators were so enraged by her that they started lashing her with their whips.
Currently, Liu Xi and the others had their Spiritual Power locked. Aside from being a bit stronger, they were no different from ordinary mortals.
The whip struck flesh, instantly splitting skin. The sight was so brutal that even Lu Sangjiu winced in vicarious pain.
But the spoiled, willful girl from her memories was now gritting her teeth hard enough to shatter them, enduring the pain without a single cry, merely glaring at the men with utter hatred.
Her defiance thoroughly enraged the cultivators.
