Feng Yueya merely glanced at him lightly and did not respond.
Seeing Feng Yueya not responding, Du Lilan felt like she had slapped cotton.
She was here alone, screaming furiously, while he completely ignored her.
Immediately, her anger intensified.
"Feng Yueya, did you hear me! Draw your sword and have a proper match with me, don't let others think I'm bullying the weak!"
Feng Yueya was speechless; if she hadn't advanced in level, she would indeed be bullying the weak.
This woman, shamelessly acting all righteous and indignant.
Since she wanted a fight, Feng Yueya would oblige her to the end.
Drawing her sword from her waist, Feng Yueya said calmly,
"Sixth Senior Sister, you've pressed the matter this far, so I'll reluctantly grant you a match. Just don't be a sore loser afterwards."
"What arrogance! If I don't teach you a lesson today, then I am not Du Lilan!"
