"I'm just putting on an act." Xu Qi 'an explained.
"I see. Lord Xu's eyes are like torches," Rongrong said in admiration.
As he said that, his eyes revealed a look of admiration.
An old siji ... Xu Qi 'an didn't expose him, but cooperated with him and smiled smugly.
Miss Rongrong's aura was deep and concealed. She wasn't a weakling and had definitely seen through the tricks on the stage. Only the unruly old Auntie did not see it, and she was skeptical of Xu Qi 'an's words.
At this time, the young swordsman in the ring blocked the man's axe with his sword and kicked the man's chest. The man's big axe fell from his hand and flew out of the ring.
After that, no one went up the stage to compete for a long time.
"I'm full. Give me back my wallet." The old lady looked away reluctantly and glared at Xu Qi 'an.
