Dueling with Chao Li (6) [Monthly Passes, Please]

Shen Tang raised her hand and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her thumb.

She sneered. "Today's the day we pick out coffins."

Shao Chong stared at Shen Tang in horror. "Pick out coffins?"

Did even Lord Shen lack confidence in dealing with Jiang Ao?

When Martial Gall Warriors were evenly matched in overall strength, victory or defeat sometimes came down to whose conviction was stronger. When two foes met on a narrow road, the braver one won! Did Shen Tang's words mean her resolve was wavering? But the next moment, Shen Tang laughed, wild and arrogant. "Pick out coffins. He and I—one of us is going in one! If I'd known my opponent was such a piece of work, I'd have carried a coffin here and delivered it to him myself!"

Shao Chong: "..."

For some reason, he felt that Lord Shen's mental state seemed a little off.

But he didn't think too much about it.

The most important thing was that Jiang Ao gave him no chance to think.

Besides—

Why did Lord Shen refer to herself as "your old lady"?

Shouldn't she say "your old man"?

Shao Chong solemnly followed Shen Tang's lead. "I second that. But his turtle shell takes up a lot of space; one coffin probably won't be enough to carry him off. If I'd known, I'd have asked Big Brother to prepare one too."

After he finished, he even nodded to show how serious he was.

Jiang Ao's response to the two of them was a greatsword hurtling straight at them. A howling gale, accompanied by surging Sword Qi, rushed toward them. Greatswords were clumsy and heavy, generally having nothing to do with the word "agile," but in Jiang Ao's hands, this one was even more nimble than the