The autumn wind blew chillingly.
On the platform, the woman stood against the wind, her black hair slightly lifting, her white garment blooming like a snow lotus in the wind, breathtakingly beautiful.
But what was even more captivating was her proud demeanor, as if she alone was the sovereign of this world, supreme and disdainful of all!
It was hard to imagine that such an aura could come from a woman...
"Good!" Dongfang Liang sneered, "Since you agree, there's nothing more to say. However, let me make it clear first, swords and sabers have no eyes. If someone gets accidentally killed during the match, you can only blame your own lack of strength, and no one else.
Ouyang Yunjin's complexion changed, and she glared at Dongfang Liang, "Dongfang Family Master, what do you mean by that? Are you saying that death is allowed during the match? They are so many, and Miss Mu is just one person. This demand is too unfair to her!"
