Lu Tianhe was scolded by Feng Xiaobai until his face was a mask of confusion. A little brat dared to be so arrogant in front of him?
The onlookers all had their thoughts rushing back, all staring in astonishment at this silly and cute white-haired boy.
"Damn, where did this guy spring from? He's so badass, daring to confront Lu Tianhe head-on?" A disciple murmured sheepishly after coming to his senses.
"The Saintess also doesn't know where she picked up this little brat from. He's completely clueless about death. If Lu Tianhe really loses his temper, even the Saintess might have a hard time dealing with it!" another person murmured to themselves.
Lan Zihan's heart skipped a beat. Although she felt a slight headache, warmth filled her heart, knowing that this little guy had stood up to speak on her behalf.
There was a feeling as if it was a younger brother standing up to fight when his older sister was bullied.