Ji Yun's gaze darkened. "Yes, I understand. Investigate thoroughly."
Fortunately, Si Fuqing was on stage today, and she never hid her temper when it flared.
No one could take advantage of her, not even slightly.
The host remained silent, while the man frowned.
He glanced at the audience, received a covert signal, and then stepped forward. "Fine, as an senior of Oracle, I'll duel with Miss Si. If I lose, please don't mock me."
Cheers erupted from the audience.
"NINE the God!"
"Show her what you've got, NINE the God!"
"Let her know who the real top swordsman is!"
In the VIP section, Yu Tang was furious. "Uncle Nine, get up there and kill him! How dare he impersonate Qingqing and cause her to be scolded? Unforgivable!"
Yu Xiheng opened his eyes, glanced at Chen Ying, expressionless.
Chen Ying immediately said, "Brother Nine, I've already started investigating. We'll know soon."
