Lu Qianxue sneered coldly, "Challenge? Are you even worthy?"
Sang Daokun's face turned dark purple. The three brothers' attacks were well-coordinated, and he couldn't defeat them, but he was confident he could overcome that woman. This was his one chance for survival.
People of Jianghu have their pride. He believed that if he defeated that woman, his only request would be to descend safely with his daughter. She would feel embarrassed to press him further.
He didn't care about Lu Qianxue's disdain, gritting his teeth, "Master Lu, I'm challenging you according to the rules of Jianghu. Are you afraid to accept?"
Lu Qianxue laughed angrily. At this moment, did she have any reason to accept a challenge? Wouldn't it be better to finalize her son's marriage with the in-laws first? Her soft and tender future daughter-in-law was right there beside her. She couldn't wait to get closer, so why bother engaging in swordplay with this old man and risk scaring her future daughter-in-law?
