"Huh?" Luo Fengzhi's excitement vanished the moment he heard that, replaced by a long, gloomy face.
The clouds dispersed, revealing Luo Benliu in a thoroughly battered state. He had been forced to avoid the brunt of the attack, but he still wanted to continue the heated battle and was preparing to face what came next. Chen Yixian also appeared in the air, though this time she looked far more at ease than her opponent, her eyes still carrying the glory of whether or not to fight on.
"Master! This time, I'm going all out!" Luo Benliu shouted, then looked toward Luo Yingshen. "Senior Sister! I'd like to borrow your treasured swords!"
As expected, he's a dual-sword practitioner, I thought to myself. Luo Benliu had inherited Luo Fengzhi's swordsmanship, but he had not been equipped with two swords. Now that he wanted a pair capable of withstanding his strength, borrowing a suitable one was naturally the better choice.
Luo Yingshen merely furrowed her brows slightly and said, "You've lost."
"Hey! Senior Sister, even if you're preparing to marry Brother Xia, you can't be biased, can you? I haven't even gone all out yet!" Luo Benliu asked in astonishment.
"Oh-ho! You really have started favoring outsiders!" Luo Fengzhi immediately joined his junior disciple in stirring things up. Luo Yingshen's brows rose at once, and she snapped, "Both of you, shut up! Losing is losing. There's nothing shameful about it. But if you've lost and still insist on continuing, aren't you afraid of losing even more face!?"
"But I haven't gone all out yet," Luo Benliu said awkwardly.
"Take a good look yourself. When has Fellow Daoist Chen gone all out?" Luo Yingshen clearly had no intention of letting this master and disciple continue shamelessly making excuses.
"No, no! How can it count