"The demoness!"
Mo Feng, the deputy leader of the Homeless Gang, silently cursed in his heart, then joined the criticism against the demoness, carefully examining this extraordinary woman.
Ah, truly exquisite.
Exuding charm!
A figure so enchanting!
Cough…
Just as Mo Feng was about to continue his criticism, Elder Wang Daiqiu beside him coughed several times, indicating that as the deputy leader, he should maintain a low profile and set a good example.
Mo Feng's expression tightened, sitting up straight, he withdrew his critical gaze and looked at the disciples around who were still criticizing.
Then, he tapped the table with his fingers and said firmly, "What are you doing?"
Seeing the deputy leader's stance, the disciples reluctantly averted their gazes.
On the other side, the disciples of the Astrology Sect were not as gentle.
Cang Langzi glanced at a few disciples, snapped his fingers, and a green mist vanished in an instant.