"What're you looking at? Disperse now." Xing Lou felt the weight of many gazes falling upon her. With her hands on her hips, she glared fiercely, and the Dark Elves scattered like frightened birds and beasts.
Though they dispersed and returned to their tasks, their graceful pointed ears twitched slightly, betraying the fact that they were still secretly paying attention to this group of newcomers who had suddenly arrived in their town.
Shenlian Yingyue laughed lightly at Xing Lou's fierce demeanor. She found the Dark Elves both amusing and adorable. Just now, she had exchanged blows with Xing Lou, yet there had been no malice in the latter's actions. Shenlian Yingyue guessed that Xing Lou simply had the habit of testing outsiders through combat whenever they entered the town.
Another detail drew her attention, the attitudes of the other Dark Elves toward Xing Lou. Their gazes carried both respect and a trace of fear. What exactly was Xing Lou's identity in this town?
