"I'm your master." Lou Qianxue smiled and consoled Ye Zhuixun. "Have more confidence in me."
"…" Ye Zhuixun helplessly sighed. "I knew that I couldn't persuade you, yet I still tried. How foolish of me."
"You little brat! I know that you're concerned about me, but don't worry. I'll be careful."
"Miss Jade-Masked Blast, are you sure that you want to challenge a '1000-point warrior'?" the lady asked again.
"Yes."
"Okay, Miss Jade-Masked Blast. The organizers have decided on your opponent. It's the '1000-point warrior' 'The Son of the Earth.' The match will still take place at battle stage no.1. Please prepare yourself."
"The Son of the Earth?"
