Leng Ruoxue observed the situation on the field. Her beautiful eyes still had to pay attention to those old men from the Leng family who were watching the show to prevent them from launching a sneak attack.
"Little girl, don't stare at us. We're all pacifists. We won't attack!" Leng Yue, who was uncomfortable under Leng Ruoxue's gaze, couldn't help but say. Boohoo… He wanted to keep quiet, but this little girl's gaze made him feel so uncomfortable!
"I don't believe you," Leng Ruoxue said with a faint smile. She wanted to kill an ancestor-level figure of the Leng family. This was a forbidden area of the Leng family, so she naturally wouldn't believe these ancient words. After all, she was an outsider to these old men.