Chapter 453. Who’s the strongest between the two.
Chapter 453: 453. Who’s the strongest between the two.
As the Fang Clan disciples made their way back toward their mountain, a graceful figure descended from the sky and landed directly in their path.She wore pale blue robes embroidered with snowflakes, a slender sword resting at her waist.
"I am Leng Yue."
Her gaze swept across the group before settling on Fang Lian.
"I heard you defeated Zhu Xian."
No one replied and Leng Yue smiled faintly.
"I also heard you’re disciples of Fang Yuan."
At the mention of their Patriarch, they instinctively straightened their backs.
Leng Yue folded her arms.
"Your master once fought me and if his master hadn’t interfered..."
She paused deliberately.
"...that victory would’ve been mine."
In an instant, all three of them immediately were engaged.
"What did you just say?"
Fang Lian glared at her.
"How dare you insult our Master!"
"You’ve got some nerve!"
Leng Yue inwardly smiled.
Good.
She had achieved exactly what she wanted.
Before anyone else could speak, Fang Mei clicked her tongue.
"Tsk, tsk."
She looked Leng Yue up and down.
"My brother simply went easy on you."
She shrugged.
"If you really believe what you just said..."
A mischievous smile spread across her face.
"...try saying it in front of Sister-in-law."
The moment those words left her mouth...
The furious My Wing and Fang Lian suddenly became strangely calm.
Fang Lian even smiled politely.
"Would you like to repeat that in front of her Sister-in-law?"
"..."
Leng Yue frowned.
What?
She looked from Fang Lian to Fang Mei.
Who exactly is this sister-in-law...?
Whatever confidence she had built up moments earlier suddenly faltered.
There had to be a reason everyone reacted like that.
Deciding not to press the matter further, she smoothly changed the subject.
"I apologize if my words offended anyone."
She cupped her fists.
"Instead... would one of you honor me with a spar?"
Her eyes settled on Fang Lian.
"I wish to see just how capable Fang Yuan’s disciples truly are."
Fang Lian smiled.
Rather than stepping forward herself, she turned to Fang Mei.
"Junior Sister."
Fang Mei blinked.
"Huh?"
She pointed at herself.
"I don’t even have my daggers with me."
She spread her hands helplessly.
"What do you expect me to do? Fight with my bare hands?"
Fang Lian simply looked at her without saying a word.
"..."
Fang Mei slowly blinked.
"...You’re serious?"
No one objected, in fact, everyone looked as though that had been the plan from the very beginning.