As Ying Shanshan shouted angrily, Li Zhoujun's expression remained calm, but the green onion he had just picked nearly slipped from his hand.

How did this quiet girl suddenly become so fierce?

As Ying Shanshan's voice fell, several figures in red robes and white masks emerged from the forest.

"Miss, I am the Scarlet Lotus Incense Master of the Red Lotus Cult. You are not my target, so I advise you to leave quickly," the leader said indifferently to Ying Shanshan.