Zhao Tianlong climbed up slowly.
His eyes burned with rage.
"You dare ambush me?!"
Lin Ye shrugged.
"In battle, only the winner matters."
"Didn't you teach me that earlier?"
The crowd began whispering.
Something about Lin Ye…
felt different.
He wasn't the same arrogant fool anymore.
He looked…
dangerous.
Su Qingyue narrowed her eyes.
What changed?
Lin Ye suddenly smiled at her.
"By the way."
"You said you're breaking the engagement?"
Su Qingyue nodded coldly.
"Yes."
Lin Ye shrugged.
"Good."
The entire arena froze.
Good?
Lin Ye stretched lazily.
"I prefer girls with better taste anyway."
The disciples gasped.
Su Qingyue's face turned slightly red with anger.
"You!"
Lin Ye winked.
"Relax."
"Maybe you'll regret it later."
Su Qingyue clenched her fists.
But for the first time…
She felt something strange.
Curiosity.