Translator: Misty Cloud Translations  Editor: Misty Cloud Translations

"How can she be an ordinary person? Hasn't City Lord Lu already said this? It's the Ghost Doctor, in that case, she should be a famous healer."

"Hahaha, even the healer is here, what do you want to do? City Lord Lu, don't tell us that this girl can help capture the devilry cultivators?"

As he listened to the people's contemptuous laughter, City Lord Lu couldn't help but frown slightly. He glanced at the Ghost Doctor and saw that she was pouring herself some more wine, as if she hadn't heard the contemptuous words from those cultivators as she drank the wine.

Although she didn't care, she was a guest after all, his guest as well. He couldn't let those people humiliate her and look down on her this way. Therefore, he straightened his face and said to everyone: "Everyone is unaware of this, but the Ghost Doctor is by no means an amatuer, she…" Before he was able to finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"Young Miss, so you are called Feng Jiu! Can I call you Jiu'er?"

Upon hearing the words 'Jiu'er', Feng Jiu spat out the wine that she had just drank. It just so happened that she had spat the wine on Yi Xiuran who had just come in front of her.

Yi Xiuran was dumbfounded for a moment. He only felt the wine dripping down his face. He had never been treated by anyone in this manner before and his mind had blanked out. Instinctively, he stretched out and pulled the corner of her clothes to wipe his face.

The corners of Feng Jiu's mouth twitched upon seeing this. When she saw this person pulling on her clothes and wiping his face, she felt that this situation felt inexplicably familiar. In the past, she seemed to have done something similar to Xuanyuan Mo Ze. At this moment, when it was her turn to experience it, it didn't feel good at all.

Duan Ye glanced at the man in black robes and frowned instinctively. Who was this person? When did Feng Jiu provoke him?

If Feng Jiu knew what he was thinking in his heart, she would have complained loudly about being wronged. It was obvious that Yi Xiuran was pestering her.

City Lord Lu's words were interrupted by what had just happened, and he was also taken aback. When he had recovered from his shock, he whispered to his daughter who was seated next to him: "What's going on? Do they know each other?"

Lu Xiyan told her father how Feng Jiu and Yi Xiuran had an encounter with each other at noon, then she asked: "Father, who is this? Do you know him?"

"He's someone from today's list. It seems that his surname is Yi and his name is Xiuran." City Lord Lu replied. His gaze fell on Yi Xiuran, he actually dared to molest the Ghost Doctor and yet was still alive, this person was quite a character!

After he had wiped his face, Yi Xiuran stared blankly at the red dress in his hand for a moment, then he squinted his eyes and revealed an intoxicated smile: "Jiu'er, this smells so fragrant. Why don't you leave me this corner of your clothing as a souvenir?" As he spoke, his hand moved and he pulled with force. The sound of her dress ripping could be heard, and a corner of Feng Jiu's clothes was torn off.

Everyone who saw this scene was dumbfounded. Was this guy here to create a nuisance? Or did he come to get beaten up? He actually dared to molest a girl and even tore off a piece of her clothing in the presence of so many cultivators and City Lord Lu?

Everyone was petrified, they had lived for so many years and never seen such shamelessness before.

Duan Ye's expression darkened. He stood up and his spirit energy from his body lifted. His palm waved towards the man in black robes and he shouted in a cold voice at the same time: "Looking for death!"

Yi Xiuran was holding Feng Jiu's clothing and still smiling at that moment when he felt a strike approaching. His gaze was fixed on Feng Jiu with a smile but his figure retreated instantly and avoided Duan Ye's attack....

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