The Battle of the Girls

Gu Qingshan stood stunned for a long while before he finally understood what the girl had said.

He reached out and grabbed at the air, taking hold of the Night Rain Bow.

Night had fallen. The wind and sand in the sky had dispersed, revealing the cold moon hanging in the lonely heavens.

Gu Qingshan stood beneath the moonlight, a hint of killing intent gradually rising from him.

Ordinarily, if someone had blocked his way and said something like that, he would have struck long ago.

But at that moment, he restrained himself again and again, and in the end, still didn't attack.

After all, he was a veteran who had walked through battles of blades and swords. He'd already seen that these three were indeed inexperienced newcomers.

Along the way, the three had behaved politely and sincerely.

They had even shown concern for him from time to time.

But why were they trying to rob him now?

It was rare for Gu Qingshan to be so baffled by the situation.

He smiled and asked, "Did I hear you wrong? Just now, you said—rob me?"

The girl hurriedly nodded. "Yes, yes, yes. That's right. We're robbing you."

Seeing that he understood what she meant, she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Gu Qingshan stared at her, then quickly glanced at her companions.

The two boys had already moved, trapping Gu Qingshan between them.

It looked like...

That really was what was happening.

Gu Qingshan's long fingers brushed across the Night Rain Bow a few times, then came to rest.

He restrained himself once more.

The girl before him had an innocent face and lively eyes. She spoke timidly and earnestly, and her white dress fluttered gently in the night breeze. She looked just like an angel descended to earth.