My Father Must be A Muddlehead!
Editor: Atlas Studios
"I don't think I will die, Third Young Master, what do you think?"
"No one has ever dared to point a sword at me like this." Third Young Master's hideous expression gradually calmed down, but the insidiousness between his eyebrows and eyes became even stronger than before. "So, you're doomed!"
"Then let's see." Lou Qianxue fearlessly stepped forward.
"Huh, b*tch. If it wasn't for your sneak attack just now, do you think you could've hurt me with your mere cultivation base of the ninth level of Spirit Martial Realm? What a joke!" Third Young Master sneered like a poisonous snake. "Now, I will let you know that the last thing you should ever do in life is offend me!"
He took action again.
The crowd also suddenly realized. "So, it turned out to be a sneak attack. That's what I was thinking. How could such a young girl hurt Third Young Master?"