"Yes!"
Upon hearing this, Diao Chan touched her nose, looking slightly perplexed, then walked out. After a few steps, she turned back with a face full of doubt and asked, "That lord, if you can't win, do you really plan to snatch it?"
"What else? Just watch a cooked duck fly away?" Gu Changsheng glared.
What are you asking for?
These days, whether it's a black cat or a white cat, if it can catch a mouse, it's a good cat!
She had already bragged so much; if she really lost the Nirvana Martial Contest, how would people perceive her? How would her soft and cute little dumpling look at her as a mother?
She cannot lose face like this!
So, the Nirvana Martial Contest can only be won, not lost!
Even if the Hidden World Families reveal all their trump cards and send out disciples so fierce that she can't match them, she still can't lose!
There are many ways to win, fair and square, or perhaps not so fair and square...
