The moment Jun Wuyang saw Wen Xiao'ai, a touch of amazement flickered in his eyes, followed by a tinge of jealousy toward Jun Moyan.
Wen Xiao'ai had seen her fair share of grand events, faced legions of celestial beings, thousands of Yin Soldiers, and had even once brandished her sword against Demon Beasts. There wasn't a monster or evil spirit she hadn't encountered, and she felt not the slightest bit of nervousness before them.
They looked at her, and she looked right back at each one of them.
When faced with the scrutinizing gazes of Elder Madam Jun, Jun Wuyang, and Jun Moyan's father Jun Qing, Wen Xiao'ai simply ignored them.
When she met a malicious gaze, Wen Xiao'ai didn't hesitate to glare back without apology.
It was that wicked woman again.
Jun Moyan frowned slightly when he saw that Ji Hongyan was also present. What was Qing Yi doing? Hadn't he been told to take care of this person? How was she still alive?
