Xiao Yi was specially invited by Zhao Tianfang to meet the esteemed guests and gain insight, and upon hearing this, his sword-like eyebrows furrowed angrily, filled with displeasure.
How could someone talk like that?
Saying Bai Chuwei is a low-quality knockoff? If her fans heard this, they would surely engage in another fierce online battle!
Zhao Tianfang coughed lightly, repeatedly signaling to Xiao Yi with his eyes to mind his expressions.
Any cultivator coming from this island could turn China's cultivation world upside down, so they try to satisfy their demands.
After all, these cultivators live on the island year-round, not coming out for decades or even centuries.
There's no need to offend them.
The young girl noticed Xiao Yi's angry expression, and inwardly mocked him; these bumpkins from outside had never seen a true god, yet they worship a low-grade knockoff as if it were an immortal.
Forget it, they couldn't be bothered to argue with these inexperienced kids.
