532 Champion of the Antique Competition

"Huh, so it is a dagger from the Warring States if you said it is? How are you going to prove it?" Feiyan asked Qingfeng while sneering.

She didn’t want Qingfeng to win the game since she didn’t like him. It would be a pleasant thing for her if he lost too.

After all, the loser would have to apologize to the other as they had a bet. It’d be shameful and embarrassing.

Qingfeng knew that Feiyan Liu would try to give him a hard time, so he was already prepared.

"Feiyan Liu, let me ask you, you should have heard that Madam Xu was a famous sword artist and the swords she made would turn red once they come into contact with blood, right?" Qingfeng looked at Feiyan while sneering. Yet, it was a chilling sneer.

"Right, I know it."

"If so, then I’m going to test it by using your blood."

"Qingfeng Li, what are you doing? Don’t come close to me," Feiyan looked horrified as she yelled at Qingfeng.

Whoosh!