Power of the Moon

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

"It seems like we have overestimated our enemy. Fanxue Mountain is about to lose, even though I wasn't involved in any of the fights!" Nanrong Xu put his hands inside the warm sleeves of his mink coat smugly.

"It's better to settle it confidently than to be surprised," Zhao Jing replied. 

He was not talking to Nanrong Xu. His eyes were on Nanrong Ni instead.

"What spell did you use on Lin Kang? I had a brief fight with that man who's using a brush. He's not weak at all, but he's about to die under Lin Kang's Curse. Your magic is surprisingly effective!" Zhao Jing complimented him.

Nanrong Ni was flattered. Being able to play an important role in such a crucial battle was something to be proud of, especially since most of the renowned clans did not treat women seriously.