"No need!"
Looking at the face of the Monk Ye Heshang that was begging for a beating, the cyan-robed woman was simply infuriated and shouted fiercely, attempting to withdraw her hand. In her heart, she didn't believe that this Monk could have the ability to snatch such a precious Talisman Stone; she merely thought he was taking advantage of the situation to tease her. If she weren't urgently attending to her matters, she would've thought of slaughtering him.
"Hehe, don't go..."
She surprisingly did not break free, and Monk Ye Heshang seized the opportunity to hold onto her delicate palm, acting as if he was treating her as one of his own by sharing this secret: "Let me tell you, rushing up now would be unlucky. Let's hide in the back and watch the fun..."
"Who is one of your own?"
