Translator:
Misty Cloud Translations
Editor:
Misty Cloud Translations
Ye Qing Ling was in a difficult position.
To reject it meant that she had agreed tacitly that the sword was a weapon from the dark side and would get Shijing Sect’s head in hot soup.
To accept it, nothing would have happened if she defeated Ye Qing Luo.
But what if she had lost, it would mean that the cat was let out of the bag.
Everyone would know that Three Spring Sect colluded with the dark forces….
Three Spring Sect would be completely destroyed!
Ye Qing Luo really had the intention to ruin Three Spring Sect?
Why? Is Fourth Sister having cold feet? Ye Qing Luo narrowed her eyes as a sly smile showed on her face, waiting to watch a good show.
Ye Qing Ling was so mad that her body shook in anger, she could hardly contain herself any further and was about to rebuke Ye Qing Luo when she felt a pinch on her arm.
She took it all in instead of falling into Ye Qing Luo’s trap.
Even if Fourth Sister dared not face the challenge, I presume that the Masters of Justice would be interested to get a closer look at the evil sword in your hands
Ye Qing Luo deliberately let out a sigh, as if she murmured casually.
But this murmur had travelled to Ye Qing Ling’s ears despite standing at such a far distance.
Immediately Ye Qing Luo raised her head, but her expressions were filled with intentions to ridicule:
it’s alright, there is nothing I can say if Fourth Sister is so afraid of me despite in possession of a treasured weapon.
After this talk, the look that everyone gave to Ye Qing Ling merely gotten worse.
With a sword that was borrowed from the Shijing Sect, she did not even dare to take up the challenge against someone who had spent more than a decade doing nothing.
The people began to question the identify of the sword and began to urge for the Master of Justice to examine Ye Qing Ling’s sword.
On the other hand, the people looked upon Ye Qing Luo in a different light; respectfully and surprisingly some even with filled with admiration.
In this world where everyone looked up to your martial skills where the strong gained respect.
This is the benefit of true ability.
Even if you used to be rant by others as a useless thing till now.
But, once you have the ability where others became fearful of you, all the flaws simply disappeared in thin air.
Fine! Who say I am afraid of you? Bring it on!
Ye Qing Ling had always been buttered up by others and hate the idea of being made a monkey out of it. The way everyone had looked at her was so disdainful and mocking.
That fragile heart of hers couldn’t take it anymore.
With the burning rage still ringing in her head, she stood up and pointed the long sword towards Ye Qing Luo:
Seventh Sister, I am merely trying to do you a favour by not embarrassing you or the overlord. Since you are so aggressive about it, I guess I am not going to be modest anymore!
Ye Qing Qian who was standing next to her couldn’t believe her ears as her hands slided off from Ye Qing Ling’s arm.
Damn that idiot!
Ye Qing Qian couldn’t help but felt outrage and disgusted by her sibling.
Since Ye Qing Ling had already agreed to the duel, there was no retreating back anymore.
The only thing she could do was to suppress her temper and showed her most generous smile, as she impelled gently:
my seventh sister, we are after all a family and harmony breeds fortune.
Family? Why don’t our fourth sister remember that Yu’er is our eighth brother when she wounded him till he is unconscious?
Ye Qing Luo barked out in a cold tone.
Ye Qing Qian was taken aback by her words as her face turned into a shade of white:
Ling’er doesn’t grasp the seriousness of Eighth Brother’s matter, let me apologise to you on her behalf.
How much is your apology worth?
Ye Qing Luo dismissed her and rolled her eyes.
how about I kill you now and apologise to you?
You….
Ye Qing Qian had been rebutted thoroughly that her face was turned red from snuffing out as her eyes became so watery that tears were ready to spill any point in time.
