The woman in yellow was, of course, White Protector Venerable's daughter, Bai Xiaojin.
She looked at the blue-robed young man and said carelessly, "What's the big deal? If that annoying thing Nan Hedun loses, then whenever he sees me from now on, he'll have to kneel and call me Grandma, then take a detour around me. Of course I'm betting."
Her voice was crisp, but there was not the slightest trace of a girl's manner in her tone.
The blue-robed young man's mouth fell open at that, and he hurriedly said, "But if you lose, he'll get to bully you."
Clearly, this blue-robed young man cared quite a bit about Bai Xiaojin.
Bai Xiaojin blinked and still said without a care, "A bet always has winners and losers. If I want that annoying thing to get lost, I have to put up a stake. Isn't it just sleeping once?"
As those words fell, even Sikong Jing could not help drawing back his gaze. That was a little too fierce.
He looked toward Bai Xiaojin.
She was dressed entirely in yellow and petite in figure. Naturally, she was lovely-looking as well, carrying an air of fresh, unworldly charm. Yet beside her lay a pitch-black great hammer, giving off an utterly incongruous feeling.
By then, the blue-robed young man had flushed crimson from holding it in. Clearly, her words had choked him speechless.
Duanmu Chun, beside Sikong Jing, rubbed his aching head and said, "Listen to that—does that sound like something a person should say? An unmarried girl saying such things... if she were my daughter, I'd break her legs."
Sikong Jing did not wish to comment, but Bai Xiaojin's personality truly was a little unlike that of a girl.
Just as Duanmu Chun was considering whether to rush over at once