Who was making things difficult for who?

Ling Ziyun was not an idiot. Even Chai ke Zhou did not have a chance to make a move against Ling Chuxi, so how could he compete? Was he tired of living?

"That won't do. Didn't you want to test my abilities and see if I had the right to return to the Ling family? if you don't compete with me, how are you going to prove your abilities?" Ling Chuxi said.

"No need, there's really no need." Ling Ziyun wanted to laugh, but his laughter was uglier than his crying.

"Don't worry. You just agreed to 30 moves, so 30 moves it is. I'll do my best to suppress my strength and let you last 30 moves. " Ling Chuxi's face revealed a difficult expression.

However, when they saw such a difficult expression again, no one had the slightest bit of contempt in their hearts. On the contrary, they felt that it was filled with ridicule, and Ling Ziyun's face was even redder.