Those gazes weren't disguised in the slightest.
The Witch glanced around, disdainfully curling her lip without a hint of shame or anger, even making eye contact with those people and then revealing a mocking expression.
As a disciple of the Sky-bisecting Sect, she had made a name for herself as a Witch, relying on her impressive body, stunning face, and ruthless, decisive thunderous methods.
One second she might be all smiles, and the next she could be drawing her blade ready to fight.
This kind of scene was something she had long become accustomed to.
So what if they looked, it's not like she'd lose a piece of flesh. If no one looked, wouldn't that mean her charm had failed?!
Of course, if these stinking men dared to overstep their bounds, she wouldn't mind making them sincerely regret ever coming into this world for this encounter.
Her body only belonged to the Banished Immortal.
Withdrawing her gaze, the Witch once again turned to the Taiyin Moon Rabbit.