In the square, He Qin and Qin Huan stood ten steps apart, staring at each other.
Qin Huan scrutinized He Qin, a cold smile on his lips. "You must be happy that Luo Feng defeated Li Feng. But don't get too complacent; he will soon be defeated by my elder brother!"
"Not necessarily."
He Qin remained unfazed, her calm tone carrying a surprisingly powerful weight.
Upon hearing her words, Qin Huan sneered, his expression ferocious. "Even now, you continue to defend him! Fine, then don't blame me for not holding back!"
The jealousy in Qin Huan's eyes made him appear somewhat deranged as he fixed a chilling glare on He Qin.
If he couldn't have her, neither would others.
He decided to take advantage of their duel to give He Qin an unforgettable lesson.
"When this duel is over, you'll probably be crying and begging me!"
Qin Huan gripped his Longsword, a cold smirk forming in his heart.
