At first, when Lang Huan heard the news, she thought it was the Fallen Feather Saint Son who was blind and had provoked several other kings stronger than him.
However, now Qin Xian'er actually said that he was killed by a human from the outside world.
Moreover, the most important thing is that this outsider was all alone.
Yet, he made the entire Fallen Feather Clan too afraid to retaliate, even forcing them to swallow their pride and apologize.
This was quite something.
Lang Huan stood up in surprise, her tall figure fully revealed.
Her purple skirt was split, exposing her long, ivory-like, crystal-clear legs.
Qin Xian'er glanced at Lang Huan's long, beautiful legs, her pretty face slightly flushed as she lowered her head.
Lang Huan didn’t notice that she was currently pondering this news.
It felt too unbelievable.
"Are there any other details?" Lang Huan asked.
Though she was a woman, her insight and capabilities were not inferior to those of men.