In the face of the gold coins, Hilia's anger quickly dissipated.
She looked at the gold coins, and an idea to disgust the Elf Elder popped up.
So she swiftly accepted the gold coins, looked at the Elf Elder, and asked, "Let me ask, are the words you said Elena's meaning or your own?"
The Elf Elder said indifferently, "Of course it's our meaning. You wouldn't think that Elena still wants to be friends with you, right? The gap in status is here, forcing a friendship with Elena is not good for either of you, I advise you to give up."
Hilia snorted, turned around, and flew out without looking back.
The Elf Elder watched her depart, looked at the gathering pollution around, frowned, and tried to disperse it. Soon, she realized that the high-altitude pollution was not as easy to 'disperse'.
They were trying to 'disperse' over there, all physical dispersion, directly up to high altitudes, allowing the pollution to fly upwards until it became thin.
