“Shh,” Qing Buyi whispered and made a shushing motion. “Don’t say the quiet part out loud. We’re just thick-skinned—they’re totally shameless.”

The woman flushed bright red and said no more.

Lu Qing had already fought more than one thousand battles prior to this, attaining a victory rate higher than eighty percent. That meant he’d won more than eight hundred of his previous battles. Though his strength had improved as a result, he was also tired beyond belief. That conclusive blow from Qiu Feishan had been particularly damning. While it didn’t seem like much, the exchange had left a scar in the depths of Lu Qing’s spirit.

The supremes present could also clearly read his mentality. Just as he’d...