Chương 437: Medicine sect elder (3)

The old man's eyes sank slightly and his indifferent gaze swept towards Bai Yan. His tightly furrowed brows already showed his dissatisfaction.

"You're talking nonsense!"

Before an Zhenning could cover an xiangran's mouth, he had already walked out. His peach-like eyes were filled with anger as he pointed at Wang Deyi with his orchid-like fingers.

"that dragon fruit is mine! I'll give it to whoever I like, Who Do You Think You Are?"

"You androgynous b * tch, get lost!" Wang Deyi shouted angrily. If it wasn't for this damn brat, the Dragon fruit would have been his long ago.

An Zhenning didn't want to be a busybody before, but now that he heard Wang Deyi insult his nephew, his face suddenly turned cold and he said sarcastically.