Meanwhile, Su Xiang eagerly squared off against the trio of middle-stage Brawlers.
"Sister Su," Xiong Dahuo said with an eager grin. "Brother Wu stole my chance to cross blades with you at Brother Fang's banquet. You don't mind if I go first now that I have the chance again, do you?"
"That depends on why you're eager," Su Xiang said, looking carefully into the crimson-haired man's garnet eyes. "Last time, it seemed like you had a grudge to work through, is that still the case?" To Su Xiang, it didn't matter whether he had a grudge or not. If he did, she'd take this opportunity to work through it. If he didn't, then that was better. What she really wanted to know was if he'd be honest with her.
