"It is indeed an honor that even a small person like me can be remembered by the genius of the Heavenly Clothes Saint!"
Facing the imposing Ye Nanfeng and his group, Fuu Jiujiu felt a heavy heart, yet she forced herself to remain calm and replied coldly.
The four female disciples from Wind Snow City behind her were all extremely nervous.
Along with Yu Fei and another person, both were injured.
The situation in front of them was indeed dire.
Even without injuries, encountering the Tianyi Sect in this North Continent meant that, no matter how strong a dragon, it would not overpower the local snake!
"Immortal Fuu, you are too modest!"
Ye Nanfeng's lips curled into a deeper sneer.
