Xu Huai Shang naturally had no idea what Feng Bujue meant by 'that skill' but she could guess that the man was probably mumbling nonsense.
"Hmph… Is it?" Xu Huai Shang scoffed coldly, "Then…" Her hands reached for the double blade around her waist. "… Why don't you show me?" Her mind was very clear, in terms of shamelessness… she knew she would be no match for Feng Bujue. If this conversation continued, the difference between their Stylish Point would only grow bigger, therefore… Xu Huai Shang's plan was to end this too shameful and extremely embarrassing conversation as fast as she could and moved to the battle. If the conversation refused to end… then she would just charge forward.
