This high-and-mighty attitude of the woman in the green dress made Jing Yan very resistant.
I am buying Vermilion Pill materials, what's it to you? Why do I have to answer your question?
With a cold chuckle of indifference in his heart, Jing Yan planned to bypass the woman in the green dress, too lazy to pay attention to this arrogant woman.
"Are you deaf?" The woman's brows furrowed, and the aura of a True God emanated from her, with a hint of murderous intent swirling.
"Do I know you?" Jing Yan stopped his body and turned his head to ask.
"You don't know me?" The woman in the green dress was quite surprised by Jing Yan's words.
It seemed like Jing Yan ought to know her.
"This is Miss Qing'er. Miss Qing'er's father is the Hall Master of our Wanbao Hall." The staff member who had just been assisting Jing Yan hurriedly walked over to speak upon seeing the conflict.
"Oh?" Jing Yan was a bit surprised in his heart.
