Xuan Jialing saw something wrong with Xuan Qingling's expression, and became even more excited. She chuckled and continued talking.
"Speaking of which, your lover is really affectionate and loyal. He must have wanted to compete with Young Master An. Unfortunately, he is still too naive. Young Master An's talent, strength and resources behind him are great. What can a lowly human race like him compare to? Wait a minute, if he is eliminated in the first round, then... it would be too embarrassing."
"I'm not telling you that, Sister Qingling, how could a proud girl like you be deceived by this kind of stuff? This kind of low-grade..."
"Shut up!" Xuan Qingling couldn't bear to listen and suddenly shouted to stop her.
As the number one master among the younger generation in the family, Xuan Qing's spiritual cultivation was a little higher than Xuan Jialing's. The aura around him was released, instantly suffocating Xuan Jialing.
She choked and looked a little ugly, "Haha, what's wrong? Sister... I got it right, so she got angry? But what did I say wrong? That Liu's little ability, even the Baize clan None of my servants can compare with me, and I’m not even worthy of licking Master An’s toes!”
Xuan Jialing deliberately used some unpleasant words to maliciously mock Liu Buyan, deliberately trying to arouse Xuan Qingling's anger.
After all, she had tried her best during this period, even using methods such as drugging and framing, but she still couldn't change the decisions of the two major families, and she still couldn't replace Xuan Qingling!
She couldn't swallow this breath.
But now that the marriage has been decided, she can only manage to let out a bad breath by mocking Xuan Qingling's way of looking at men.
When Xuan Qingling heard her words, her usually cold expression was finally replaced by anger.
"Xuan Jialing, you... are not qualified to judge him!" She said word by word.
Xuan Jialing smiled and said: "Sister, are you angry? What I said is true! Besides, he is a lower-class human race. As a direct daughter of the God race, what's the matter? If he had the ability, I would Better than Young Master An, show me!"
Xuan Qingling said coldly: "You are where you are today just because of the training of your family and Elder Qingguang. Who are you qualified to judge people who are in a more difficult situation than you? Cherish your blessings if you are lucky, don't get carried away, and be careful when extreme happiness leads to sadness!"
"You...!" Xuan Jialing was choked by her and couldn't speak. Her face stiffened and she said viciously, "I want to see how embarrassing Liu is today!"
Xuan Qingling ignored her, but her eyes were fixed on the direction of the arena.
As Liu Buyan's figure appeared on the field, her heart also lifted.
…
The noisy and lively venue suddenly became quiet.
The city lord of Xuehua City personally led Divine Doctor Zhang in from the entrance.
This was the first time Huang Yueli saw this legendary human miracle doctor, and she took a few more glances.
Doctor Zhang was not the amiable old man with white hair and boyish face as she had imagined. He looked like a handsome man in his thirties. Although he was a little thin, he was personable and charming.
Huang Yueli couldn't help but sigh: "He is indeed a miracle doctor. This is called the ability to preserve one's appearance! I heard that Divine Doctor Zhang is already over a thousand years old, and he still looks very charming..."
Halfway through her words, she suddenly felt the man next to her glance at her, and his gaze was a bit cold.
She hurriedly coughed twice: "Of course, his is just a small skill, and it is absolutely incomparable to that of my husband..."
(End of chapter)