Draw Your Sword!

"What?" Feng Xun was dumbfounded.

Challenge? From Boss Jun? What was this all about?

"Draw your sword!" Driven mad with jealousy, Boss Jun glared at Feng Xun.

"B- Boss Jun, what's this about? Challenge me? Ten of me put together wouldn't be able to stand a single strike from you. What kind of challenge is this?" Feng Xun was almost in tears. What was happening?

"Strike!" The crown prince shouted angrily.

"I won't!"

"Do it!"

"No!" Feng Xun stuck out his chest and resisted as best as he could. "You were born into a better family than I was, you're more handsome, smarter, and you're much more capable than I am… I'm inferior to you in every possible way! And you're challenging me? You're humiliating me on purpose, aren't you? You have no heart…"

The more Feng Xun said, the sadder he became. He felt so miserable that he almost burst into tears.