Yin Qianqian's words made everyone in the Elf Clan's face darken.
The Elf Holy Spring is very sacred to the elves, but Yin Qianqian actually wants to bathe in it, letting everyone drink her bath water—she is quite a ruthless character.
Qin Yi was full of helplessness; this woman truly knows how to stir up trouble.
"Such big talk, I want to see who has no fear of death and dares to bathe in my Elf Holy Spring."
A voice filled with pressure swept in, causing the ground to tremble.
The crowd felt their vision blur, and a tall figure appeared. This person wore simple white clothes and had an impressive appearance with an aura of authority.
"Greetings, Great Elder."
People from the Elf Clan, including Granny Hua, bowed in salute when they saw this person.
Qin Yi narrowed his eyes and realized that this person was the Elf Clan's Great Elder.
