Just then, Ying Ming Hao, who had been watching from a distance for quite some time, suddenly had the gall to ask:
"Hey, Miss Shui, look over there. What's my future brother-in-law whispering about with that beauty?
Could those two have some shameful relationship?!"
As he spoke, an utterly sleazy grin hung on Ying Ming Hao's face. He had no idea what dire consequences his remarks might bring.
Worse still, he completely ignored the murderous looks from the women around him.
"Pah! You rake, stop talking nonsense!
Who are you calling your future brother-in-law? Are you asking for a beating?!"
Miss Shui's face immediately clouded with displeasure. She was an unmarried maiden-wasn't calling him that a stain on her good name?!
Inwardly, however, she was secretly overjoyed. She dared not let even a trace of it show, lest she seem eager to throw herself into his arms!
"Of course he's... a slip of the tongue, just a slip! Does Senior Brother Shui know that woman?!"
Seeing the unfriendly looks from Ye Hua and Lin Qinqin, Ying Ming Hao promptly swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue, sparing the flesh at his waist from suffering for them.
"No!"
After a brief silence, Miss Shui spat out the answer coldly.
Clearly unconvinced, Ying Ming Hao wanted to ask a few more questions, but the outcome of the fight had already been decided.
At the cost of taking a sword strike from Shui Zhuxuan head-on, Shui Yanbin sent Shui Zhuxuan flying with a single saber slash and won the battle.
Both were covered in wounds. They exchanged a few more inaudible words on the Martial Platform, then stepped down with grim faces.
This did nothing to dampen the crowd's enthusiastic cheers. The spectators only cared about enjoying the show. What