As soon as they heard what Ynes Larkin had said, Alex and Hermione Yggdrasil, who had stepped towards the door with the intention of leaving, stopped dead in their tracks.

It was the sect master of Yorshire Palace who had arrived in person.

Alex, Hermione and Breena Davey only stood a short three meters from each other.

For a cultivator, this was equivalent to nothing.

Thump, thump, thump!

Hermione hurriedly pulled on Alex and retreated quite a few steps.

They backed up all the way behind Ynes.

Breena’s eyes were cold, hurt, angry, and there was also something else that flashed. Either way, it was complicated.

She rushed in quickly, all the way to the front of Ynes.

Slap!

A hard slap landed right away.

Half of Ynes’ face was red and swollen, and a bright red handprint materialized on her fair skin.

“Wha—”

Alex and Hermione were shocked. Breena had slapped Ynes so hard, it was like the scene of a wife hitting a mistress.

In the next instance, Breena’s voice exploded. “D