"I will help you if you win against me this time," said Skeleton Crow confidently.
Old Man Mo sneered without standing up from his position. "When Princess Ying hadn't gained this much power, you often lost against her. Then what makes you confident that you can win this time?"
Skeleton Crow's grin looked terrible with his head down, he did a hand-stand. "I never said that I was confident that I would win." He squeaked. "I just want to have fun."
Ying Hua got up and put down the already empty glass. She shook her head as Old Man Mo tried to stop her.
Following Skeleton Crow which was somersaulting until it reached the center of a point in a very wide and spacious field, she stopped. Instantly the wind blew so hard that it ruffled her jet-black hair. But as the wind moved, her hair turned white, like tendrils or unreal reflections of light.
