“So you originally intended to caution Zhou Yuan but ultimately ended up forging an alliance between our Forest Pavilion and the Wind Pavilion to go f*ck the Fire Pavilion and Mountain Pavilion?”

On a lush, grassy land on the Wood Island, Mu Qingyan’s arms were crossed across her chest as she cast a glance at Mu Liu smiling before her.

Mu Liu awkwardly replied, “Qingyang, please use less crude words. A beautiful young lady like you saying ‘f*ck’ is so ...