"Little girl, you... you're just too arrogant!"

Nangong Yuan was left speechless by Niu Naitang's casual remark. His aged face flushed red, his chest heaving violently, his breath unstable, nearly choking on the spot.

He had lived for centuries, held a high position as a respected elder, and was renowned in his region. When had he ever been so casually mocked and crushed by a mere teenage girl?

Yet, every word she said was true, leaving him with no grounds for rebuttal. His heart was full of frustration with no outlet, his dignity completely shattered.