“Hmph, men are all the same.”

Facing Zhao Jiuge’s praise, Ling Bo Re let out a cold snort. She codly watched the situation before her unfold.

Zhao Jiuge helplessly shrugged. At least what he had said was true. This girl was indeed lively, and he merely lamented the situation.

The two of them continued to watch and saw six people wearing blue and black clothes chasing her. There was a circular pattern on their clothes and they had similar decorations to the girl. However, although they looked similar, the style was different.

The one in the lead was a dark-skinned young man who was a bit skinny. He looked at the girl that was only a few meters away with a playful gaze. It was like a cat looking at its prey.

There were five men standing behind him. They were all empty-handed and didn’t show any signs of having any treasures. Including the girl, all seven of them were at the Spirit Transformation Realm. The dark-skinned young man had the highest...