Ji Tianqing was left pondering hard. Qianye, on the other hand, raised East Peak and took a step forward. “Get ready.”

Anwen was stunned momentarily. “What did you say?”

Qianye pointed at Ji Tianqing’s sculpture. “Out of consideration for that sculpture, I won’t launch a sneak attack. Get ready to fight!”

Anwen was puzzled. “I talked so long and hard, you still want to fight?”

“You’re too dangerous, I won’t be at ease unless I beat you into a pulp,” Qianye spoke honestly.

“Barbarian!” Anwen was furious.

“You’re right. I read too little to understand your theories, fighting is all I’m good at.” Qianye didn’t look embarrassed at all. He bent his body forward slightly, intent to do battle.

Anwen was so angry that he didn’t know what to say. He put away his rapier and brought out the two-meter sword. “I might not like fighting, but don’t think for one second that I’m afraid of you! You’re indeed powerful, but I’ve seen your fight with the Demoness. You’re still a bit short of being able to beat me to a pulp!”

Qianye said nothing. His foot left the ground as he floated upward and unfurled his luminous wings. The tips of the wings...