"Will you act like your grandson, who did not accept his defeat?"
"You!" Her reply left the elder exasperated. His white hair stood up. "Ridiculous! How can I lose? That's impossible!"
"What if it still happens?" Lou Qianxue coldly questioned him.
"If I lose, I'll kill myself! I'll acknowledge my defeat!"
"Make a vow!"
"Little b*tch, are you agreeing to have an alchemy battle with me?"
Lou Qianxue nodded. "Make a vow, and I'll accept it. However…" Lou Qianxue's clear gaze shifted onto Ye Zhuixun, and a tinge of a smile swept past her eyes. "I'll have an alchemy battle with you by myself. There's no need for Ye Zhuixun to participate in it."
"!!!" Gasps rang out in the entire place.
"Oh gosh? Did I hear wrongly?"
"She, she said that she could do it herself? Is she showing contempt for a fourth-grade alchemist?"
"Too presumptuous!"
