The Mountain Race of Shu State had entrenched themselves in the region for thousands of years. Even during the Qianyang Dynasty, when the Barbarian Race occupied Shu State, the Mountain Race on Wumeng Mountain had managed to preserve themselves. They relied entirely on their miraculous Poisoning techniques and Witchcraft and Gu Dao. Ordinary Jianghu People couldn't even get close; even if they remained strictly on guard, they would still unknowingly fall victim to the Mountain Race's Poison. Not to mention the frail Physicians of the Jiuqu Lineage.
Pei Guanli looked at Wen Xiuyin and asked with a playful grin, "Yours truly has always done things this way! If you're so pissed off, you're more than welcome to fetch your master.
"Let yours truly see if that bullshit Jiuqu Divine Doctor dares to bare his fangs at the Mountain Race in Shu State."
"You?!" Wen Xiuyin's face turned livid. Her chest heaved with anger, yet she didn't dare utter another harsh word.
