"Your Highness, aren't you looking down on me?"
Li Huaqing felt somewhat belittled, and displeasure stirred in his heart.
Moreover, disciples of great lineages like Li Huaqing had cultivated under their families' arrangements for years. Though they possessed exceptional martial talent, they had little experience in the ways of the world, so they said whatever came to mind.
"Hahaha." The Third Prince laughed heartily to cover his embarrassment.
Just then.
On the Li Family's pavilion, the Li Family's Holy Son, Li Mo, rose to his feet and said to Li Huaqing, "Huaqing, don't be rude!"
"Can't you tell? His Highness the Third Prince saw that you're a body refiner who needs the Dragon Vein Pill, so he deliberately went easy on you."
"Hurry and thank His Highness."
Li Mo stepped forward to smooth things over, and the expression on the Third Prince's face eased somewhat.
Li Huaqing nodded in sudden realization. "So that's how it is. Thank you, Your Highness."
The Third Prince said with a broad smile, "Huaqing, although I may be suspected of going easy on you, don't underestimate Thirteen either. She isn't easy to deal with."
Li Huaqing laughed. "Naturally. If my skills are inferior to hers, I wouldn't deserve the Dragon Vein Pill!"
Sword Slave Thirteen had already taken her place on the tournament platform. Her figure was graceful and alluring, her beauty peerless and breathtaking. In her hand, she held a treasured sword as thin as a cicada's wing, wisps of divine radiance flowing along its blade.
"Please, Li Family genius."
Sword Slave Thirteen's red lips curved into a captivating smile. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and the impression of a beautiful serpent arose spontaneously.
"Please."
Li Huaqing gave a cold snort and cupped his fists in salute.
The next moment.
In the blink of an