Chapitre 431: Distortion, Blackening

"Why can't I hate her? She and I are twins. Be it in terms of looks or martial strength, I'm not inferior to her. Just because I was born a few minutes later than her, she was chosen to be the successor of the High Priest, while I can only be her Guardian?"

The man with red lips looked at Feng Lan, looking increasingly excited as he spoke, as though they shared a common enemy. "You're right. If you were born a few minutes earlier than her, the position of the High Priest's successor would have been yours."

"Hmph!" Not only was Feng Lan unhappy to hear such agreement, but she was also even more furious. She walked to the table and sat down to pour herself a glass of wine before drinking it.

After drinking, she threw the glass to the ground. "This wine doesn't even taste like that wine!"