As the crowd watched, dumbfounded, while Shen Lang and Lan Mengling had their war of words, Lan Mengling opened her mouth but found she couldn't say anything more.
Shen Lang raised the wine cup and drained it in one go. An inexplicable blush rose on her cheeks, and her eyes revealed a trace of bewilderment and panic.
She was about to speak when her expression suddenly changed again. She glanced behind her resentfully and said, "Damn it, that woman Xue Shiyin is relentless... Tell her to stop pestering me! If it weren't for Dingdang, I would have killed her long ago!"
"Forget it. I'm leaving. Remember to let me research you next time!"
"Research my ass!"
"I haven't found my sister yet."
After saying this, Lan Mengling's robes swayed slightly, and she vanished into thin air.
The scene fell frighteningly silent.
The crowd stared blankly at the sky, not yet having recovered from their shock.
At this moment, it seemed as if everyone could hear their own heartbeat.
