Challenge Letter

"How do you think this Great Soul Arena is?" Ye Xiaofeng looked at A Xin.

"Pretty good. What, are you using it as a wager?" A Xin looked at Ye Xiaofeng, who seemed utterly certain of victory.

"Yes."

"But I don't have that much capital."

"I don't need you to put up that much capital. Besides, you don't have it. It's actually very simple—if you can withstand three of my moves, this Great Soul Arena will be yours." Ye Xiaofeng still smiled. After all, one had to bait the wolf to catch it.

"Young Master Ye..." Luo Shaotian was about to say something when Ye Xiaofeng shot him a glance, and he promptly fell silent.

Qingqing did not approve of Ye Xiaofeng's method either, because his opponent was A Xin, not just anyone. Still, she trusted Ye Xiaofeng's decision.

"Ye Xiaofeng, you really don't think much of me, A Xin, do you?" To A Xin, this was an insult.

"Talk after you've taken three of my moves." Ye Xiaofeng picked up his cup and drained it in one gulp.

"Oh, right. You can only make demands if you win. As for if you lose..." Ye Xiaofeng looked at A Xin.

"If I lose, this life of mine will be yours, Ye Xiaofeng!" A Xin said angrily, glaring at Ye Xiaofeng. Three moves—even if Ye Xiaofeng was strong, he could still withstand three moves.

"Remember what you said. Go back and rest well. Half a month from now, you and I will fight. Manager Luo, aren't you going to see A Xin out?" Ye Xiaofeng smiled mysteriously.

"A Xin,..."

"No need for you to see me out. I can leave on my own." Before Luo Shaotian could finish, A Xin cut him off and stormed away.

"Manager Luo, release a headline throughout the Imperial Capital: half a month from now, A Xin will challenge the Sword God and wash away his previous humiliation. Also release a bit of gossip—the Sword God has declared that he will defeat A Xin in three moves." Ye Xiaofeng had already devised his plan. The 150 million Gold Soul Coins he had lost that afternoon would be recovered with interest in half a month.

"I'll take care of it right away." Luo Shaotian had no idea what Ye Xiaofeng was planning, but he still went to carry it out.

"Come back. Give the order: the Welfare Betting Area is exclusively controlled by the Sword God. Bets can only be placed on A Xin. Also, find some trustworthy people to act as shills." Ye Xiaofeng gave another mysterious smile.

"Understood. I'll arrange it immediately." Luo Shaotian promptly went to make the preparations.

"You're so wicked, yet you say other people set you up." Qingqing was utterly speechless at Ye Xiaofeng's maneuver.

"Bad men are what women love." Ye Xiaofeng immediately wrapped an arm around Qingqing.

"Ah! You big pervert, let go of me!" Qingqing hurriedly broke free from Ye Xiaofeng's clutches.

"I was just teasing you. Was that really necessary?" Ye Xiaofeng looked at Qingqing and gave a lecherous grin.

"As if I'd believe you." Qingqing did not believe him at all.

"Come on, I'll take you to your room." Ye Xiaofeng had previously asked Luo Shaotian to prepare a room, though he did not know how it had turned out.

"What are you standing there for? It's not like I'm going to eat you." Ye Xiaofeng waited for Qingqing to come over, but the silly girl did not move.

"Hmph, don't think I don't know what you're thinking." Qingqing glared at Ye Xiaofeng unwillingly.

"Fine, then. You can sit here. I'm going over first." Ye Xiaofeng ignored her and walked out of the room.

"What, didn't you say you didn't want to follow me? Why did you come after all?" When Qingqing saw Ye Xiaofeng leave without paying her any mind, she followed him.

"What's it to you?" Qingqing said angrily, but both her arms were draped around Ye Xiaofeng's shoulders.

Ye Xiaofeng opened the door and entered his old room. The outer room was an office area, with little changed from before, but the inner suite had been completely transformed. The curtains had been replaced with pink ones, the sheets and covers on the double bed were now red, and a bouquet of roses stood in a vase on the bedside cabinet.

"Wow, it's so beautiful!" Qingqing immediately let go of Ye Xiaofeng's shoulders and leaped onto the bed. Ye Xiaofeng shook his head helplessly.

He sat on the sofa by the window, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it leisurely.

"Qingqing, do you like it here?" Ye Xiaofeng asked Qingqing, who was lying comfortably on the bed.

"Of course I like it. Don't you?"

"As long as you like it, I like it too. Then you can live here from now on." Ye Xiaofeng looked at Qingqing, clearly implying something more.

"What about you?"

"I should go back."

"Where are you going, an inn? If you want to go to an inn, then I'll go with you."

"No, I'm going to see my master."

"Oh."

Qingqing understood that she had hoped for too much. She was not asking for anything, but after all these days, she had grown used to Ye Xiaofeng being by her side. Hearing that he was leaving, her heart suddenly ached.

"After I go back, I'll come keep you company again after a while." Ye Xiaofeng turned to leave after saying that.

"Stay tonight and leave tomorrow, okay?" Qingqing instantly lost her earlier joy. She ran over and hugged Ye Xiaofeng from behind.

"Silly girl, I'm only going to see my master. I'll be back soon. Why are you acting as if we're parting forever?" Ye Xiaofeng turned around, held her, and quickly comforted Qingqing.

"I just want you to stay and keep me company." Qingqing's eyes reddened as she spoke.

"Alright, alright. Don't cry. Why are you like a child, crying at the slightest thing?" Seeing Qingqing's red eyes, Ye Xiaofeng agreed. Going to see his master tomorrow would not be a problem anyway.

"I am a child. You're the one who led me astray." Qingqing pouted, unhappy that Ye Xiaofeng had said she cried like a little child.

"Uh, how did I lead you astray?" Ye Xiaofeng felt like he had been blamed for no reason.

"What, you pulled up your pants and now you won't admit it?" Qingqing rolled her eyes at Ye Xiaofeng.

"But we didn't do anything." Ye Xiaofeng had yet to break his resolve; Qingqing was still a girl.

"What did I do? What else did you want me to do?" Qingqing immediately twisted Ye Xiaofeng's ear.

"Ah—help! Qingqing is trying to murder her own husband!" Ye Xiaofeng deliberately shouted.

"Pah! Stop flattering yourself. I'm not your wife yet." Seeing Ye Xiaofeng shout, Qingqing let go, but she disliked how shameless he was.

"I never said you were my wife," Ye Xiaofeng teased Qingqing.

"Ye Xiaofeng, you bastard!"

"Fine, fine, fine. You're my wife."

"Ah—shameless!" Qingqing completely broke down. That bastard Ye Xiaofeng was always taking verbal advantage of her.

"Stop fooling around. I stayed behind to keep you company," Ye Xiaofeng said, wrapping an arm around Qingqing and pinching her cheek.

"Did staying behind to keep me company put you at a disadvantage? If so, you can leave right now." Qingqing studied Ye Xiaofeng carefully, afraid that he was lying.

"How could that be? What are you even thinking about? I might deceive anyone, but I'd never deceive you." Ye Xiaofeng lied without even blinking.

"I'll believe you for now. But if I ever find out that you dared to deceive me, I won't let you off." As Qingqing spoke, she pulled open Ye Xiaofeng's left shoulder and bit down hard.

"Ah—Qingqing, stop biting! You're drawing blood!" Ye Xiaofeng saw that Qingqing's teeth had broken the skin on his shoulder.

"I want you to remember for the rest of your life what you said today." As Qingqing spoke, she licked the blood from her red lips.

"As long as I remember, isn't that enough? Did you have to be so cruel?" Ye Xiaofeng wiped the blood from his shoulder and put his clothes back on.