The chief commander of the Rouyi Army was clearly angered by Ji Xinhe's words, his face changing as he sneered, "You are a sharp-tongued little girl, I want to see if you will still have this arrogance shortly."
Ji Xinhe raised her chin: "Do not agree? Then let's fight and see if the lofty chief commander of Rouyi is incapable of even beating a weak woman. What use is it to be merely verbally powerful?"
"Ha! You dare to say that! I could split you in half with a single palm strike, you utter madness!"
The Rouyi soldiers also angrily said, "The commander should capture this stinky woman alive and make her a captive in the commander's tent, let's see if she dare to be so arrogant!"
With a slight hint of mockery, Ji Xinhe lifted her lips: "Is that so? Please don't let me down. After all, I have no plans to capture you alive. The commander's appearance, even if captured alive and brought to the tent, would easily make people nauseous."
