237 Evasiveness

Shu Qingdie sized him up and gently nodded. "Brother Du, sit."

She sat on the seat next to Chu Li, taking over where Yang Lingfeng used to sit.

Yang Lingfeng subtly laughed and waved his hands, hinting at everyone else to move one seat down so that he could sit next to Shu Qingdie. A faint and nice scent tickled their noses. They suspected that it was Shu Qingdie's.

While this was happening, Chu Li also subtly sized up Shu Qingdie.

She had long, slim arms which were more accentuated due to the fact that her movements were light; every move she made had an unexplainable rhythm to it, like a professional dancer. It was apparent that Shu Qingdie was someone who was skilled in the art of the sword. She had a natural-born talent for it which gave her a distinct advantage.

Shu Qingdie knew she was better than the others and she made no secret of it, constantly keeping her head held high. She considered no one else due to the arrogance she had.