After halting their squabble, Sun Miaohan's gaze involuntarily fell on the long sword in Ji Dantong's arms. Her eyes lit up immediately: "Isn't this the sword from that blueprint your admirer drew? It's forged so quickly?!"
"Wha, what admirer, I don't understand what you're talking about!" Ji Dantong denied without showing any emotion, but a flicker of panic in her eyes was unavoidable.
Sun Miaohan rolled her eyes: "Regardless of whether it's your admirer or not, since it's done, why don't we test its power?!"
"Sure!" Ji Dantong was just worried about not having an opportunity to vent. Sun Miaohan's provocation was exactly what she wished for, both for her pride and her inner desire.
"Great!" Sun Miaohan exclaimed with admiration, then changed the subject: "However, since it's a duel, it can't just be child's play. To prevent either side from holding back, how about we make a wager?"
This time, Ji Dantong didn't agree immediately but cautiously asked: "What do you want to bet?!"
