Feiyan made breakfast today.
When he brought the food out, he felt that the way Qiao Yi was looking at him was a little off.
Feiyan recalled what Xijing had said last night. He set the pot down on the table and looked at Qiao Yi. "Langqi, you tested Jin Ling's combat strength last night. How was he?"
Qiao Yi gave him a cool glance. "A bit stronger than you."
Feiyan nearly jumped to his feet. "You've never fought me! How would you know I'm not as good as him?"
Qiao Yi raised an eyebrow. "Then we'll find out in a little while."
"Fine! We'll see about that!"
'I don't believe it!'
When Feiyan turned to go into the kitchen for bowls and chopsticks, Qiao Xixi quickly followed him.
"Feiyan, do you want to beat Langqi?"
Feiyan lifted his chin haughtily. "Xixi, it's not a question of wanting to. It's a certainty that I *will* win."
Qiao Xixi...
'Good. She liked his confidence.'
She hugged his arm, motioning for him to lean in closer.
