A gentle breeze wafted by, and the delicate fragrance of the lotus blossoms suffused the air, tantalizing the noses of all present.
Guan Qiong grew impatient and declared, "If you can't beat Sister Qinglian, then just concede defeat. It'll save you the embarrassment."
Yueyao glanced at Mingzhu and sighed softly. If she refused, the one who would truly be embarrassed was Mingzhu. The words had come from Mingzhu herself, but Yueyao had publicly denied them at Mingzhu's birthday party, which would be the same as slapping Mingzhu in the face in front of everyone. If she didn't accept Mu Qinglian's challenge, Mingzhu would become the laughing stock of the young ladies in the Capital City.
