"Done for the day?" Liu Xiaochen greeted his junior sister.
"Yeah." Wang Jingyuan took the water canteen that he held out for her and gulped down half of the water in one go. "I don't know why they keep coming back. Isn't losing to me once enough?"
"They are not willing to be defeated so easily by a young girl. They may be from the smaller sects, but their egos are large. They will keep returning until they regain some of the face they lost."
"That's annoying. I don't want to keep fighting them every single day," Wang Jingyuan frowned. "I have other things to do."
"Perhaps you are still being too nice to them. How much are you wounding them?"
"Like, decently? I broke a couple arms and legs today, but I was holding back because you said to not kill anyone."
"Maybe you should go a little further," suggested Liu Xiaochen devilishly. "Maybe spill some blood to show that you mean business."
"Wouldn't that provoke them further?"
