章節 967: Hooded Refugees

"How dare you call me a hag too! I'll have you know I am still in my early—!" the 42-year-old woman was enraged by the hooded person.

However, before the 42-year-old woman could finish venting her anger, she suddenly stopped shouting after catching a glimpse of the hooded person's cold eyes.

The 42-year-old woman felt a chill run down her spine when their eyes made contact.

In that instant, she instinctively knew the person was dangerous, and it was better not to get involved with the person.

This instinctual feeling was not determined by the hooded person's strength. In fact, the woman did not know how strong the hooded person was.

However, the hooded person's cold eyes contained extreme yet controlled rage.

"Actually, it's fine. I guess I am an old hag now. Sorry for the trouble," the 42-year-old woman said before scooting off to mind her own business.

Even if she could beat a crazy person, it was too troublesome for what it's worth.