Confronting Feng Wu Again

"Beg me?"

Su Ye stared in some astonishment at Feng Wu before him, exquisite and stunning, with a flawless face and a proud figure. He found it hard to believe she would come to ask him for help. Had this arrogant little girl taken the wrong medicine?

Ever since the last misunderstanding, the two of them had rarely met. Even when they did, it was only because they needed to. Over the past few months, he had heard she had been in seclusion, painstakingly comprehending an ancient art.

He had never expected her to suddenly come looking for him today.

Feng Wu's pretty face showed a trace of awkwardness and shyness. Though she was known in the outside world as a she-devil, and her love of battle had made her famous in every direction, she could maintain an aloof, icy demeanor before anyone. But every time she saw the man before her, for some reason, her heart could not calm down.

She forced herself to settle and said, "Among those of my generation, no one in the academy is my match. I need an opponent—one who can temper my strength. Don't worry, I won't ask you to help for nothing. Besides, only battle can make one improve better and discover one's own shortcomings, then make up for them."

She loved battle, but not for battle's sake. She used combat to temper her foundation and make herself grow ever stronger. And she had indeed succeeded, which was why she now possessed a reputation that shook all directions.

Su Ye was not too surprised by Feng Wu's love of battle. After all, the War Goddess was the same kind of person—she loved fighting and tempered herself through combat. He said, "Fine."

Recently, he had spent all his time comprehending Runes and Treasure