"Miss!"
Xiao Ling hadn't expected that, in a moment of distraction, her own Miss had run down there.
However, she quickly cheered with excitement, "Go for it, Miss! You'll certainly beat that guy!"
"Miss Die's sword is as beautiful as she is!" Cao Yanxue stared at the jade-like thin sword on the ground, utterly impressed.
The blade and hilt of the jade-like thin sword were both green, with an extremely thin edge that looked as if it could snap off with a bit of forceful swinging.
Xiao Chen chuckled, "The sword is indeed quite peculiar, but since you've never seen her face beneath the veil, how do you know she's beautiful? Maybe she's an ugly freak."
"How could that be?"
Cao Yanxue had never seen Die Qianwu's true face, but she was certain that she was a stunning beauty.
There was no particular reason, just an instinctive feeling.
