"Kneel!"
The Frost Moon Sect Master could scarcely believe her ears. She widened her eyes and stared at Mo Jian in disbelief.
How dare he ask her to kneel?
A boiling rage erupted from deep within her heart, and the atmosphere in the room dropped a few degrees.
Since she had become a Golden Core Expert, this was the first time a mere Core Refining warrior dared to look down on her.
For what?
Just because they were a little more powerful, with a few early Golden Core Experts among them.
Did that grant him the effrontery to demand her kneeling?
She clenched her fists, her chest rising and falling with anger. She glared at the boy before her like a dagger.
She wanted to slap him into oblivion, but the last shred of rationality held her back.
She was the proud Sect Master of the Frost Moon Sect, not his servant or maid.
Looking at her, Mo Jian remained unfazed.
