I won’t listen to anything, scram right now!” Ya Fei was currently in a rage, so how could she be in the mood to listen to such troubling things? She howled furiously at the door, and as she howled, she attached a strand of pressure, which then pierced through the door, and forced the female, a rank three Martial Lord, away in the air, injuring her slightly.
A hint of displeasure and anger emerged onto the female’s face when she was treated like that by Ya Fei. After all, she was a Martial Lord too, and her rank wasn’t low. In front of Ya Fei perhaps she wasn’t much, but in front of others she was definitely a great genius.
Resentment birthed from her heart when a person such as herself had to service another person like slave. But when she occasionally even needed to bear Ya Fei’s bursts of anger, any person would feel displeased.
However, not only did she dare not let a hint of displeasure and anger manifest, those emotions even flashed by, and replacing them was her usual smile of both respect and fear.
It was because as long as she thought of Ya Fei’s position in the Immortal Execution Archipelago, she really didn’t dare to show bad temper. Especially when she saw the letter currently in her hands, even more so, she didn’t dare to show bad temper.
Although the Immortal Execution Archipelago was powerful at present, there were very, very few people who were like Ya Fei—having a hundred Martial Lords behind her, and all of them being young, beautiful, outstandingly talented females.
The reason why Ya Fei could have such treatment was not only because she was the fiancée of the young archipelago master, Murong Xun; more importantly, it was because Ya Fei had a powerful grandfather.