“It’s none of your business.” Li Qiye glared at him and asserted: “When I, a grand character, am speaking, do not interrupt on the sidelines. Don’t bother people by gossipping all day!”
Li Qiye’s words resulted in Young King Nantian quaking with anger. His pale face glared at Li Qiye and coldly spat out: “Brat, your end is near yet you are still blustering!”
Li Qiye ignored him, then he looked at Bai Jianzhen and calmly smiled: “Since your sacred ground is so confident with your sword dao… Fine, I will play with you this time. However, I have one condition, what if you lose?”
The sharp glare of Bai Jianzhen pierced straight through Li Qiye. Her cold stare resembled cold steel, causing others to be stung with pain; many were afraid to look straight at her eyes. She chilling proclaimed: “You will lose!”
“You have enough confidence, I like it.” Li Qiye burst out in laughter and met her sharp gaze, then he spoke in an unruffled manner: “How about this, if my dao is lacking and I am killed by you, I have nothing to say. If you lose, then just submit to me.”
“Coincidentally, I am missing a maid by my side to warm my bed. Even though you are as cold as a block of ice, but out of consideration for your natural born Sword Dao, I will reluctantly take you in as a maid to warm my bed.” Li Qiye finished in his never-changing nonchalant manner.
He made it sound as if it was a trivial matter, as if Bai Jianzhen was a daughter from a common household and that he would take her in as a bed-warming maid on his whim.
Naturally, this immediately rendered everyone speechless! Bai Jianzhen was the descendant of the Sword God on top of being a cultivating genius. Her cultivation alone was plenty formidable enough.
However, this little demon before them opened his mouth and immediately wanted her as a maid to warm his bed. This was too insane!