The Dragon Horn

Facing Zhang Ruochen without speaking, Zi Qian stared at him coldly with her clear and beautiful eyes.

Zhang Ruochen frowned and said, "Maybe I didn't consider enough beforehand. I thought that you wouldn't mind..."

"Save it!"

With her lips pressed together, Zi Qian put away her sword and continued, "If you were anyone else, I would definitely kill you. But since you've saved me twice, I'll let it go. What's more... I do mind!"

Indeed, Zi Qian had made her point rather clear. She was telling Zhang Ruochen that she did mind if other men saw her body, but she would not mind if it was him.

However, Zhang Ruochen did not get her implication. He smiled breezily and replied. "Are we still friends?"

"No one wants to be your friend. I'm a killer from the black market while you are a genius of the School of the Martial Market. We are totally incompatible, and we will become enemies one day," said Zi Qian coldly.