It was morning.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch! I admit defeat."
At the square of the Ninth Summit, Xiao Yu cried out in pain while holding her head.
Jiang Lan held a wooden sword in his hand.
His Senior Sister had insisted on fighting with him at the Ninth Summit's square. Hence, he wanted to make this dragon understand some truths.
She had no chance of winning if he had the help of the array formations.
Next time, they should fight at the Jade Pool.
At that moment, he saw Xiao Yu raising her head and looking at him with anger in her eyes.
"Junior Brother." Xiao Yu glared angrily at Jiang Lan.
Jiang Lan lowered his head and looked at Xiao Yu without saying anything.
He waited.
At this moment, Xiao Yu stood up and stared at Jiang Lan. Then, she lowered her hand as if she had compromised.
"Alright, I'll listen to you for the next hundred years."
