"Aunt, they've started."
Wang Chen appeared somewhat excited since he was also in the Golden Core Realm, and if this battle was intense, it would be of some help to him. He continued, "Aunt, do you still think Chen Mo will win?"
"Of course." The young woman held a wine pot in her hand, but without a wine glass, she drank directly from the spout, then smacked her lips, saying, "Just like drinking water, can't compare to Immortal Drunk."
"Aunt, don't be ungrateful. This is good wine I snuck from my father." Wang Chen pouted. If his aunt hadn't used an upper-grade magical artifact to bribe him, he wouldn't have gone to steal the wine. If discovered, he'd be in trouble.
The young woman made a disdainful face, then sighed, "Qing Ye looks at me like I'm a thief now, doesn't even want to say a word to me, keeps his distance as much as possible. Am I really that scary?"
"Do you not know why he avoids you?" Wang Chen sneered.
"What did you say?"
"I said, Aunt, you're really beautiful."
