What a boastful brat!!
Bron sneered but did not reply. In his eyes, the other party's reminder was clearly meant to intimidate him.
"Are you afraid?"
The voice in his mind rang out again.
"Bullshit!"
"Then why don't you take the initiative and kill this arrogant junior?"
"You know she's a junior too. Would it look right for me to attack first?"
"Heh. I hope that's really the reason."
Rarely, the voice did not continue mocking him. Instead, it said cautiously, "Be careful."
Those final words left Bron stunned. Ever since he had developed a Heart Demon, he had never heard a single nice word from the other party. For a moment, he even wondered whether he had imagined it.
But before he had time to think it through, the doll-like girl ahead of him moved.
"Senior, then this junior will make her move."
The moment her voice fell, she moved without hesitation. Her figure was ethereal and natural, without the slightest unnecessary motion, yet as fluid as a dance.
Bron was instantly stunned. This girl had really attacked?
It was not a secret treasure. At least, so far, the other party had not produced anything with an unusual energy fluctuation. It was not a top-tier hidden weapon either. Judging from her movement, it seemed to be merely the starting stance of an ordinary sword technique.
Did she really intend to kill him with the three-foot Qingfeng in her hand?
Was she trying to confuse him, or was she truly this arrogant?
Had she gone mad?
Watching her figure draw closer, Bron narrowed his eyes as a trace of anger rose in his heart. Had he been too cautious in his display, or what? Had he been so cautious that even a junior like this dared look down on him?