After a series of light and shadow changes, what appeared before Xue An was actually a small-scale platform.
And his first opponent was none other than a pair of delicate and charming sisters.
"Big brother, this is our first time participating in the trial, please show us some mercy!" One of the women pleaded in a delicate voice.
Xue An slightly smiled and said in an amused tone, "Someone over a hundred years old still acting like a child, don't you find it disgusting?"
These words caused both women's faces to change abruptly.
"Boy, you look quite good, it's a pity, we can't pamper you today because someone wants you dead!"
With that said, both women disappeared from the spot.
Faced with this scene, Xue An was not the least bit flustered; instead, he closed his eyes.
Suddenly.
At Xue An's lower back, a dagger emanating a dense omen of ill fortune appeared out of nowhere, then thrust forward violently.
It almost pierced through Xue An's hairs.
