The Old Minister From Back Then!

Murong Qingxue merely glanced at the red-dressed girl with an icy cold gaze when she heard her vicious scolding. Immediately, an indifferent voice sounded beside her ear.

"Hit me again. With such a vicious character, it would be a disaster to keep him alive..."

The corners of Murong Qingxue's mouth curled when she heard this. Immediately, she raised her hand once again in front of the red-dressed girl's shocked gaze. She unceremoniously continued to slap her hand.

Slap!

This slap had just landed when a gray light suddenly rushed over from the center of the city. It immediately appeared in the sky above the street.

A majestic aura suddenly surged out when his gaze swept over the place. It swept over the place in all directions. A dark and solemn voice lingered in the street without scattering.

"The few of you really do not place our Lin family in your eyes when you act in such a manner!"