Bei Lingsu heard about the commotion outside and felt a bit worried. "If you keep going like this, you might really provoke some expert who'll want to take you down."
Up till now, she still hadn't figured out what method the Tianlong Gang used to conceal their presence. When she asked Bei Yun, he always dodged the question and refused to explain.
As the saying goes, there's always someone better out there, and those Aristocratic Families have legacies spanning hundreds of years—with foundations solidly established. Qiao Xiaomai had such a knack for rallying hate; if she truly roused someone's fury, no one would be able to save her.
"What expert could there be? If there were any, they'd have jumped out long ago! Didn't the Retired Emperor wipe out the Shen Family and Wu Family with ease?" Qiao Xiaomai waved her hand dismissively, unconcerned.
"I'm really enjoying the current situation," she said with a big grin.
In two lifetimes, she'd never felt so carefree.
