"It's not your turn, Xie, to get involved in my affairs." Li Fengyin snorted coldly.
"I was just testing his skills. Why are you so angry? He is still standing here." Xie Cheng was not afraid of her cold face. They both came from top families. How could he be afraid of a woman?
"Xie Cheng, instead of causing trouble for me here, you might as well go home and practice hard. It's fine if you can't beat your elder brother, but if you can't even beat Xie Weizi, who is five years younger than you, then that would be... hehe." Li Fengyin mocked him without any hesitation, and did not hide the contempt in his eyes.
"You!" Veins popped up on Xie Cheng's forehead. What he hated most was hearing such words, mocking him for being no better than Xie Weizi.
The eighth-level silver-striped tiger cub that the tribe had finally captured and tamed should have been his, but because he lost to Xie Weizi's kid in a competition, the silver-striped tiger was born to belong to Xie Weizi. Now his contracted beast is just a seventh-level purple leopard.
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