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"Yan Qingsui, don't think I'm afraid to hit you!" Jiang Miaomiao raised her hand, and a long azure whip appeared in her palm. It was her bonded Spirit Artifact, built up with no shortage of Heaven-and-Earth Spirit Treasures, just as she herself had been raised. A Spirit Artifact of the same rank would last only moments against it before being torn apart. It was one of the reasons Jiang Miaomiao could act so recklessly.

Yan Qingsui tilted his head and tapped his sword hilt, utterly unconcerned. Others might fear the Azure Roar Whip in her hand, but he didn't. In fact, he very much wanted to test whether his Profound Abyss Sword would break beneath her Azure Roar Whip first, or her Azure Roar Whip would be shredded by his Profound Abyss Sword.

The disciples accompanying Jiang Miaomiao hurried forward to talk her down. Whether they tried to restrain her depended on whom she had provoked. If it was someone like Qiao Ranran, who had no background and wasn't particularly strong, they wouldn't interfere at all. But Yan Qingsui was someone whose background they knew inside out. If anything happened, they didn't know whether Jiang Miaomiao would suffer for it, but they certainly would.

Jiang Miaomiao hadn't truly wanted to fight Yan Qingsui anyway. Her attention was still on Pei Ling. After a few words of persuasion, she took the offered way out. But when she looked again, Yan Qingsui had already turned and entered the Restaurant, leaving her nothing but the smug sight of his back!

Furious, Jiang Miaomiao shoved aside the person blocking her and charged into the Restaurant after him.

The disciples panicked a little:

"What do we do? She isn't going to fight Yan Qingsui, is she?"

"It wouldn't be the first time. When has she