"Qing Yao, don't be unreasonable!" The Light Shaking Holy Lord berated. His face was about to turn green from regret. The Lin family's Saint Child was being raised like a treasure by the Lin family's ancestor. If he knocked into the ground during the battle, would there be a need for the Light Shaking Holy Land to exist? Wouldn't it kill him?
"Since it's a spar, we have to challenge the strongest if we want to challenge. Why can't I challenge the Lin family's Saint Child?"
"Moreover, he's a Saint Child and I'm a Saintess. It matches his status," said the green-robed Saintess Qing Yao reasonably. The bells on her body rang.
The Light Shaking Holy Lord was about to go crazy. 'Oh, my little grandaunt, can't you save me the trouble?'
Just as he was about to interrupt, the Lin family's ancestor chuckled and said, "The Light Shaking Holy Lord is being too serious. This is how juniors should spar."
