The spectators all had sharp senses, so hearing the pair's conversation left a sour taste in their mouths.
None of those who had fought earlier had escaped injury.
They were screaming in their hearts: 'Holy Daughter, you weren't nearly this gentle with us!'
Saintess Hu Lan truly treated Tang Wen differently than she did others.
The impression Tang Wen gave her was unique. Within the White Tiger Tribe, everyone was her subordinate.
She had no friends.
The eyes of everyone she met from Ganshan City today were filled with fawning and respect.
Only Tang Wen made her feel like an equal.
If Tang Wen knew what she was thinking, he would give her a thumbs-up and say her intuition was spot on. Ganshan City was their home and their business.
It was built up over several generations.
Not to mention all the blood and sweat that had been poured into it.
Of course they had to suck up to the White Tiger Saintess.
