Upon hearing Long Jianchuan's scolding, Bai Lian's eyes brimmed with tears, silently rolling down her cheeks, and her silent sorrow was unbearably distressing to witnesses.
The temperament of Bai Lian was well known to most people in the Yin Yang Valley.
Reserved but kind-hearted, she never competed with others; she was just like her name, Bai Lian... quietly blooming, exquisitely beautiful that no one could bear to desecrate.
"Damn it, what a scumbag!"
"Long Jianchuan, what are you even saying? Don't think you can be so arrogant just because you're strong."
"Exactly, what kind of person is this? Just looking at him is disgusting."
"..."
Many people glared angrily at Long Jianchuan. Even if you have nothing to do with Bai Lian, what gives you the right to speak like that?
We, the people of Yin Yang Valley, prioritize moral character foremost.