When the two arrived at the entrance of Morning Sunlight Pavilion, they coincidentally saw the back of a slim and delicate pale-clothed figure gracefully landing before slowly taking a few light steps forward.
Lord Mo abruptly halted his steps, his gaze fixated on that small figure.
"You lost. Who's the overconfident one?"
He heard the little girl icily saying a few words, her demeanor just as frosty as it was in the past.
Although he hadn't seen her small face, he could still imagine how the little fellow's face would certainly be stoic and expressionless while speaking.
"Cough." Miss Ning's Senior Brother coughed out a mouth of blood. He clutched his chest and looked askance at Qiao Mu, still in disbelief.
The battle between the two happened too quickly just now. Not to mention the gawking normal people, until now even he was still bewildered.
