In the courtyard, tensions were indeed high. Martial Artists from the Angel Sect and Divine Court Sect were clenching their fists, glaring angrily at each other. At this moment, just a tiny spark could ignite this fire.
"Should we help them start fighting?" Qiqi said mischievously from the side.
Liu Zixuan looked at Qiqi's expression and pinched his forehead, "Qiqi, at your age, you really shouldn't be like this."
"People say that one becomes red by being near cinnabar, and black by being near ink. I'm with my brother every day, so naturally, I learn from you. Besides, this is something that helps you!" Qiqi laughed, resting her chin on her hand.
"Do you have a way to make them fight, without us being discovered?" Luo Xi asked.
Qiqi smiled mysteriously and made a delicate gesture with her fair fingers, from which a small white lotus flower appeared.
As Qiqi lifted her gaze, the lotus floated towards the courtyard.
