Forfeiting the Match?
編輯: Henyee Translations
"Cough. Qiaoqiao, I-I didn't see you do anything!" Mentor Zhou was still curious.
He really didn't catch when Qiao Mu had done anything suspicious.
It was evident that Qiao Mu had already done something to the Catkin Academy mentor prior to that!
From the Catkin Academy's wimpy look, Miss Qiao's attack had packed a pretty powerful punch.
"So silly." A certain person refused to admit it and argued, "I couldn't care less about doing anything to him."
"What talisman did you use? It packs a lot of power," the Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal asked.
Everybody then understood that Miss Qiao had used a talisman just now!
Strange, they didn't see her do anything, so when did the talisman stick onto him?
Qiao Mu coughed and then silently popped another dried fruit into her mouth.
Mo Lian couldn't resist muffling his laughter, and he caressed the little fellow's head. "Naughty."