Why Wouldn't I Dare?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Beiting Huang narrowed her eyes slightly at the young man who was two or three years older than her. He had bullied her many times and wanted her life several times. In order to humiliate her, he had almost raped Mu Qingling. If she did not teach him a lesson, she would not be Beiting Huang.
"Brother Hao, it's her! She fed me poison!"
A voice came from the periphery of the crowd. Everyone looked in that direction. A woman in a light green gauze dress walked over slowly. Her big watery eyes blinked at Beiting Hao. No matter how mesmerized Beiting Hao was by her, all the young men on the field were stunned when they saw her.
This woman was none other than Beiting Huang's "sister-in-law," Mu Qingling's younger sister, Mu Wanyue.
She had been looking for His Highness the Night King in the entire city since early in the morning. Seeing that there was a commotion here, she came over. Who would have thought that she would be so lucky to see the trash be bullied by her brothers in her family?
She pointed at Beiting Huang with her fair hand, and a few tears fell from her eyes.
This was the good thing about women. Once they showed weakness and threw a tantrum, they could charm men and make them unable to distinguish right from wrong.
Someone immediately said, "Ninth Young Master, why are you so vicious?"
"Yeah, you fed such a beautiful woman poison."
"What a bunch of stupid people!" Beiting Huang's cold eyes swept around like a bolt of lightning. All the voices in the square were silenced by her gaze.
"Is that so? Are you saying that I should stand still and let you kill me and my fiancée last night? Or should I kneel at your feet and beg you to kill us? How funny. You're not as good as me when you fight me. Why are you acting coquettish here?"
She had poisoned Second Miss Mu to protect her fiancée. Ninth Young Master was really loyal. He was actually willing to poison such a beautiful woman for his fiancée.
What if they liked the ninth young master's protective personality?
Beiting Huang was dressed in an exquisite robe. The wind blew and outlined her thin figure. She was tall and straight like a bamboo. Her daring temperament and righteous character instantly charmed all the girls present. As soon as she finished speaking, a woman exclaimed, "Ah, ninth young master is so handsome. I want to be her fiancée too!"
"Yeah, I'm so envious of Miss Mu!"
"Me too. What should I do? What should I do? Ninth Young Master, I like you so much!"
Beiting Huang was as calm as water. She smiled at the girls in the crowd and nodded slightly, causing the crowd to exclaim.
"Cut the crap, Beiting Huang. I want to challenge you!" Firstly, Beiting Hao was not used to seeing Beiting Huang. Secondly, he was provoked by the beauty. He couldn't help but jump out and point his sword at Beiting Huang. "Do you dare to accept the challenge?"
"You're just a Level 5 Spiritual Practitioner, yet you want to challenge a piece of trash like me. If you think it's fair, why wouldn't I dare?" With empty hands, Beiting Huang glanced at the longsword in Beiting Hao's hand coldly. A Level 5 Spiritual Practitioner could easily crush a piece of trash, yet he still dared to challenge her with a sword.
If the previous owner had not opened the space in the bracelet, he would definitely be unarmed.
However, even though the other party had a longsword in his hand, Beiting Huang didn't intend to use a weapon. She sneered and pointed at Beiting Huang with the longsword in her hand. "Die, trash!"