Fang Yanran emerged from behind the rocks, sneering at Song Yan Ning, "I underestimated you." She had thought that those two disciples, even if they didn't manage to deal with Song Yan Ning, would at least scare her, but instead, they were frightened by Song Yan Ning. What useless trash they were!
"What do you mean by targeting me time and again?" There was a cold sharpness in Song Yan Ning's eyes.
Facing Song Yan Ning's gaze, an inexplicable chill arose in Fang Yanran's heart. "I joined the sect before you, which makes me your senior sister. Do I need a reason to teach a lesson to a new disciple like you?"
Song Yan Ning let out a cold laugh and raised her hand to strike out with a palm.
