Completely ignoring these matters, it seemed to him like a group of small fry quarreling over trivial matters.
And Chang'e also stared fiercely at the crowd, sweeping her gaze around, seeing that they were completely unafraid. Her fingernails suddenly sharpened, just watching those nails made Xu Fu and others feel their scalps tingle.
"You are courting death!"
Chang'e growled lowly, her bloodshot eyes seemingly ready to shoot out red light. As her hands alternated, she was about to rush towards the nearest Xu Fu.
However, after just a few steps, she felt an unimaginable power attack her back, and she was pressed straight to the ground by this powerful force.
Lu Ren looked at the woman under his feet, clothes tattered, looking like a beggar, and although he could vaguely see her graceful figure, in this state, no one would have the slightest interest.
"Is this Chang'e? Why does she seem insane?"
