"It's not too late to turn back. All you have to do is hand over your allowance, and you won't suffer physically." Jiang Yiran smiled as he looked at those who were trying to dissuade Ye Qingtang.
"That's not necessary." Ye Qingtang shook her head.
Jiang Yisheng and the others wished they could drag Ye Qingtang back. The little monster was absent, and Jiang Yisheng, the most powerful among them, had been defeated. How could a rookie like Ye Qingtang possibly be a match for Jiang Yiran?
"It's up to you. I won't bully you. You can decide how we should compete," Jiang Yiran said graciously.
Ye Qingtang thought for a moment and said, "Just now you compared palm techniques. Now, let's compare finger techniques."
Jiang Yiran burst out laughing at Ye Qingtang's words. If his companions had not left with Jiang Yanyun, the surrounding area would be ringing with laughter.
