“Scoff——” Nangong Liuyun uttered a derisive sound, “A fourth rank martial artist issued a written challenge for a life and death duel to a third rank, and even in such a courageous and righteous manner. Indeed very interesting. Speaking of which, you felt no shame in suggesting this out loud. However, even this king felt ashamed just listening.”
Nangong Liuyun’s remark, these words, immediately made Su Qing’s face turn very red. She resentfully and ashamedly turned her face away.
Finally, she let out a cold snort and merely glared at Su Luo: “Do you dare to accept? Don’t dare to accept, then don’t accept!”
Su Luo faintly smiled: “What’s so hard about accepting it? But I have a condition.”