Yao Meng didn't say a word. She seemed to have become accustomed to this kind of abuse.
Qin Yu supported Yao Meng. He looked at the cultivators and said coldly, "You guys dislike Yao Meng because she now can't cultivate. Why do you find so many excuses?"
"So what if it's true?" the few people sneered and said.
"Then do you know Yao Meng's talent?" Qin Yu sneered and said. "Do you know her talent was once on par with Saintess Gu?"
"Hahaha!" The group of people suddenly burst into laughter as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"She? Talent?"
"Qin Yu, you dare to say that. She's just a good-for-nothing. You dare to say that she's not inferior to Saintess Gu?"
Yao Meng pulled Qin Yu's arm and said softly, "Forget it."
Qin Yu ignored Yao Meng. He sneered and said, "Then please open your eyes wide. Soon, Yao Meng's name will be among the younger generation of the Holy Region!