Suo Mo's eyes twitched, and his clenched fists hidden inside his sleeves were eager to move, almost ready to use force and snatch someone.
However, without Lanling's signal, he could not make a move.
The only one was Du Yan, whose gaze was filled with endless resentment as he looked at Lanling's back. It should have been him, Du Yan, being embraced by the Chieftain and taken to the Chieftain's castle.
All this honor was snatched by Lanling; he was truly an utter fool!
Konstantin's eyes glanced at Nini'an, giving a signal.
At this moment, Nini'an was lost in despair; she was the most aware of Lanling's cultivation level.
In merely a month, his cultivation had risen by ten levels, it was truly defying the heavens.
Undoubtedly, with Lanling being so exceptionally outstanding, Father Constantine would never tolerate him.
And what about herself? Could she tolerate such an excellent Lanling?
