âHmph! Iâve waited a long time for you, Third Young Master.â Lou Xiaoxiao, who had initially been quite nervous, had found immense confidence after witnessing Lou Qianxueâs and Ye Zhuixunâs victories.
âBack when we were at the Prefectural Governorâs mansion, it had been your servantâs mistake. Yet, you said that I was nothing more than an ant in your eyes, despite my surname also being Lou. You said that no matter what I did, I deserved to suffer. Today, Iâd like to tell you, Third Young Master, that Iâm not an ant.â
Lou Xiaoxiao leaped into the air and steadily landed on the battle stage.
She had worn a red robe and tied her long hair into a tall ponytail that swished around her hips. She had a curvy figure, and she exuded an aura that was dignified yet seductive. Naturally, she captured everyoneâs attention.
Even Third Young Master could not go against his conscience and call her a country bumpkin.
Because of her beautiful face, serious expression, and determined eyes, no one dared to mock her.
With a firm tone, she repeated herself, âI, Lou Xiaoxiao, am not an ant.â
Her words shocked everyone speechless.
When she looked at the dazzling Lou Xiaoxiao, Lou Qianxueâs lips curved upward. A smile appeared on her delicate face.
âXiaoxiao is indeed different from her previous self.â
Although Lou Xiaoxiao was similarly righteous and proud in the past, she was not as bold as she was now.
Before, she would easily get shocked by the littlest things, just like other people.
However, she was becoming calmer, sharper, and more dependable.
Lou Qianxue felt delighted seeing Lou Xiaoxiaoâs growth.
Third Young Master finally regained his senses. When he realized that a country bumpkinâs looks had stunned him, his expression turned ugly. He scoffed, âCountry bumpkin, let me tell you that an ant will always remain an ant. No matter what it does, it will never become a giant! Today, Iâll teach you the harsh reality and eliminate your outrageous thoughts of trying to compare to me.â
He then narrowed his eyes and grabbed the Venomous Dragon Sword.
Lou Xiaoxiao unsheathed her sword at the same time and became alert.
The atmosphere between both of them was very tense.
Suddenlyâ
âXiaoxiao.â
A melodious voice rang out.
âQianxue?â
Lou Xiaoxiao glanced at Lou Qianxue, who was below the battle stage.
Lou Qianxue stood up and tossed the Frost Sword to Lou Xiaoxiao. âCatch!â
These actions stunned Lou Xiaoxiao, but then, a huge grin appeared on her face. Jumping elegantly, she caught the Frost Sword. âI never thought that I could use a Spirit Item one day.â
âHmph! Country bumpkin!â Third Young Master mockingly looked at her.
However, Lou Qianxue and Lou Xiaoxiao ignored him.
âXiaoxiao, Young Master An gave the Frost Sword to me to win me over. However, I think that you need it more than me and youâre also more suitable for it. Hence, Iâm giving it to you today, and I hope that you can achieve your goals.â
âAn Shaoning?â Lou Xiaoxiao gripped the Frost Sword and nodded at Lou Qianxue. âThank you, Qianxue.â
As her voice fell, she became calmer and more confident.
Clang!
Lou Xiaoxiao unsheathed the Frost Sword, and her aura considerably intensified.
Third Young Master gritted his teeth and glared at her. âItâs just a Level two Spirit Item. I canât believe that youâre treating a rusty metal as a treasure! What a joke! Do you think that you can defeat me with such scrap metal? Lou Xiaoxiao, Iâll tell you that you can dream on!â
âWeâll soon know whether Iâm dreaming or not.â Lou Xiaoxiao lifted the Frost Sword, pointed it at Third Young Master, and declared, âLetâs start!â