C172 Just a Clown

"You're Xing Mo, right? Tell me, was this jade pendant consecrated by a high monk or enchanted by a Taoist priest?" Lee Zhi demanded, his voice tinged with anger.

Kung Xiaoyun bristled at the tone. Sure, Xing Mo's attire was unremarkable, but he was her companion, after all.

Lee Zhi's condescending demeanor irked her