Chapter 1789

"Consort Ming, you're just an outsider. How dare you interfere in our affairs? You've gone too far!" Looking at Consort Ming in front of him, God of Iron Palm let out an indignant roar. "Do it, or get out of my way!" A cold light shone in Consort Ming's bright eyes. She did not care at all, as if she was looking at an ant. "You!!" He had never expected that Consort Ming would be so rude and not give him any face at all. He was a God of Iron Palm. Even in the entire Domain of Miyuan, he was one of the top figures and had killed many Academy elders. Therefore, almost all the warriors would show him some respect and show him some respect when they saw him. But now, Ming Ruyou showed no respect to him in front of so many warriors. How could Iron Palm God not be angry? "Consort Ming, I don't want to argue with you because you are from the Qinglan Territory. So, I advise you not to meddle in other people's affairs!" Staring at Zephyr Khan's disappearing figure, Iron Palm God gnash