However, this did not signify that there was no one among the clan's younger generation who could match her prowess.
Perhaps there was always someone superior waiting in the wings. Moreover, a portion of the clan's youth concealed their potential, making it conceivable for them to be defeated by her.
She had indeed been overly arrogant in the past.
Cough. Cough, cough. Mu Rouxuan cast a frigid glare at Jin Chaoyang.
In this moment, her state of mind underwent a subtle transformation.
With the support of Mu Xingchen and Mu Xingchen's encouragement, Mu Rouxuan straightened her posture and wiped the bloodstained saliva from her lips with her sleeve. "I concede."
She added with a hint of mockery, "But who's to say I won't surpass you when I reach fifty?"
Everyone was taken aback and couldn't contain their snickers.
/Isn't that the truth?/
