3412 Bully the weak

She couldn't help but shriek, "Are you all dead?! Come save me! Do something!"

As Jing Minyao's cries echoed, the sandy ground fell silent; not a single person uttered a sound. You could almost hear a pin drop.

All the Pangu clansmen, at this moment, looked at their willful Third Young Miss with indignant eyes.

They had clearly heard what the Divine Province Crown Princess had just said.

If it weren't for this brainless woman capturing someone else's sister, why would others bring troops to attack the entire Pangu Clan territory?

Damn it, she still had the nerve to boss people around. Who wanted to listen to her?

Furthermore, what the Third Young Miss had just said made them re-evaluate the depth of her stupidity.

They hadn't expected that there truly existed such a foolish person in this world, willing to be a trailblazer for others.

She clearly knew that when someone threw the Crown Princess's sister to her, they definitely had ill intentions, yet she was foolish enough to actively accept this hot potato?

How could Princess Jing, such an intelligent and heroic woman, have such a foolish and ignorant sister?

Wang Limeng hurriedly scrambled forward, reaching Elder Jiang and Elder Lan, and urged loudly, "Elder Jiang, Elder Lan, you are the two revered elders of our Pangu Clan! Normally, the master prioritizes providing you with the best resources. Now that Minmin is in a life-or-death situation, you cannot just stand by and do nothing!"

Elder Jiang ignored Wang Limeng's words, even glancing at her and giving her a cold smile.

Elder Lan, being slightly more compassionate, sighed and gestured for Wang Limeng to look down at their bound bodies.

He gave a bitter smile and said, "It's no use, Madam Jing, you shouldn't waste any more time on us two brothers. We are no match for the Crown Princess and her group."

If she had this free time, she might as well listen to your daughter's last words.

Who exactly were those people?

The handsome man in red beside the Crown Princess and the few others—their old brothers couldn't even discern their realms.

With such a vast disparity in strength, there was simply no possibility of victory.

Madam Jing was truly being quite fanciful.

As they spoke, Jing Minyao had already been dragged and pinned to the ground by two Purple Forest Guards.

One of them drew a sword from his waist, gave her a cold look, and without a word, swung it towards her head.

"Hold your sword!"

A deep voice came from high above.

Everyone looked up and saw the Pangu Clan Patriarch, Jing Tou, rushing back with an old man whose hair and beard were completely white.

Jing Minyao, trembling and pinned to the ground, saw the two and her eyes immediately lit up. "Father, Father! Grandpa Zhu, help me! Help me kill this little bitch, ah!"

Her head was harshly slapped down by a Purple Forest Guard, pressed heavily into the sandy ground. She got a mouthful of hot sand, choking and coughing repeatedly.

"Who goes there? Quickly release Minmin." The old man, whom Jing Minyao called Grandpa Zhu, snapped angrily, his brows furrowed. His entire oppressive aura suddenly spread out, rushing directly towards Qiao Mu.

Feng Chen, who had been leisurely fanning himself and enjoying the show, his face slightly chilled.

In a flash, he was already by Qiao Mu's side. He waved his fan with a light flourish, and a sharp, cold beam of light rebounded towards the old man.

"What a shameless old geezer, daring to bully the weak and pick on my Qiaoqiao," Immortal Venerable Peach Blossom coldly cursed.