Duan Yun realized he had indeed made a mistake and couldn't help but complain: "It's all because of the Murong brothers, an old riverside who didn't even recognize it!"
So he looked at Ming Xing again.
The handprint from his slap was still on her face, and her clothes were torn by him, revealing snowy white skin.
Ming Xing was also looking at him.
Once Duan Yun realized that he had something wrong, this already proud woman suddenly seemed more in the right and puffed out her snowy white chest.
At this moment, Ming Xing spoke: "Have you looked enough? Young Hero Duan, my Mingyu Palace has given you a lot of face, at least our sisters rarely give face to anyone. But you come here smashing and killing, even killing the elder, how are you going to settle this?"
Since embarking on his martial path, Duan Yun had experienced many battles, large and small, some quite fierce, and had encountered many thorny issues.
But he had never encountered an issue as thorny as today's.
