Hu Sisheng's face instantly darkened, his smile turning stiff.
Zuo Nuo and company had wanted to say something else, but seeing Ji Fengyan about to make a move—they obediently retreated, making a big show of cheering to support their mistress.
This situation dumbfounded the onlooking soldiers.
They would not have been so shocked if Ji Fengyan planned to fight Hu Sisheng with the World-Termination-Armour—but Ji Fengyan had clearly expressed no intention of using the armour. Moreover, not only were Linghe and the others not trying to intervene, they actually appeared happy at this turn of events?
It puzzled the whole crowd. Logically, shouldn't Linghe and company be desperately trying to stop this?
"Since Mistress Ji is so sure of herself, I will not undermine your confidence. However, it is inevitable for accidents to happen during a sparring match. Please forgive me should I offend you in any way." Hu Sisheng said with a dishonest smile.
