C212 The Little Dragon Who Fled

Chi Shi really knew how to deliver a cutting remark. Just an ordinary sentence, paired with that slight smirk, was enough to make Mi Zhe see red.

Sure, Mi Zhe was in the wrong, but he had a knack for acting like he was right even when he wasn't. He blocked Chi Shi's flexible sword. "Yeah, a battle of strength. You up for it?"

With a clang, their weapons locked together