"I didn't expect my second opponent to be Little Sister Shu Lu."
On the battlefield beneath Ten Thousand Mile City, Lin Qingwan smiled at Shu Lu standing before her.
By now, Shu Lu was nervously clutching the hem of her little skirt, her small eyes filled with unease:
"Elder Sister Lin—Lin Qingwan, I-I won't lose! Hurry up and surrender! The Vast and Righteous World will eventually belong to our Demon Race World! If you submit to me now... I... I can let you join under my command..."
With her hands on her hips, Shu Lu had used the cutest tone possible to deliver the most "ferocious" threat.
Not only did everyone from the Demon Race World cover their foreheads; even Jiang Lin could hardly bear to watch.
Jiang Lin was certain that Kong had taught Shu Lu to say this.
But Kong had definitely imagined this very scene when he told Shu Lu to deliver some harsh words.
Kong had done it on purpose.
Although he couldn't see her, Jiang Lin could feel that Kong was probably holding back laughter right now.
"Then Little Sister Shu Lu will have to try her best." Lin Qingwan also smiled. "Otherwise, I'll carry Little Sister Shu Lu back and make you my husband's concubine."
"Ah?" Shu Lu's eyes swirled.
Her tiny expression seemed to say, Why don't you just carry me back, Elder Sister Lin?
"Little Sister Shu Lu, I'm going to draw my sword. Be careful."
"Ah—mm." Shu Lu steadied herself. "Shu Lu won't lose."
This time, determination filled Shu Lu's eyes.
It was clear that these words hadn't been demanded by Kong. Shu Lu had truly spoken them from the heart.
Although Shu Lu hated war as well, she understood even more clearly that since she couldn't stop it, she didn't