The True Word Venerable tore through the clouds.
She hurriedly descended to midair, her face reddening as if painted with a layer of rouge.
She spoke rapidly, "Things are not as you all imagine!"
"There is a misunderstanding here!"
Jiang Fan glared at her, asking, "What misunderstanding?"
"Under your True Word Domain, can spoken words still be false?"
He had tolerated the True Word Venerable for a long time!
Turning into a fireball falling down, nearly dragging Jiang Fan along without mentioning it.
She lost her memory, repeatedly and proactively letting Jiang Fan take advantage, yet blamed it all on Jiang Fan!
And now exposing his faults!
Even a clay figure has three parts fire!
Then just self-explode, let's all face social death together!
The True Word Venerable reprimanded, "Shut up! Don't speak!"
Then she hurriedly clarified to everyone: "Jiang Fan is cutting off the head and tail, everyone don't believe!"
Seeing her anxious appearance, Jiang Fan felt delighted.
