"Hmph! The eldest miss of the Bai Family is indeed not someone you medicinal farmers can approach."
Bai Wuji heard this and nodded in satisfaction, then turned around, transformed into a streak of green sword light, and disappeared into the horizon.
Chen Ye watched Bai Wuji's figure disappear over the horizon, and finally breathed a long sigh of relief.
At long last... he managed to send away this troublesome plague god.
Bai Wuji's attitude towards him was very peculiar.
But undoubtedly, this person more or less... looked down on him.
It seems, in Bai Wuji's eyes, no matter how exquisite your spirit plants are, you are just a medicinal farmer.
A world apart from Bai Susu.
However...
It was clearly this golden-furred ball that kept clinging to him.
Chen Ye shook his head, suppressing the bit of helplessness and complaints in his heart.
He turned around and walked towards the Inner Valley.
Being looked down upon ultimately puts one in a sour mood.
