Spar with My Husband

Meanwhile, Qian Jiyun arrived beside An Jiuyue.

"I'm still too weak." He shook his head.

He had thought he would be able to last a few more rounds against Marquess Ning. However, he was overconfident.

He had to train harder. Otherwise, he would have to ask An Jiuyue to join him in attacking the Evil Spirit Universe upon his return. He did not want that.

"How so?" An Jiuyue disagreed. "If you're the same age as this old thing, he might be weaker than you."

Qian Jiyun was stunned for a moment. It made sense.

Marquess Ning's was gray-haired old man. If he were his age, he would be able to defeat him.

"That's true." He nodded in agreement.

"Since you came, I won't let your trip go to waste, Marquess Ning. Why don't you spar with me again?"

He looked at Marquess Ning and made it clear that he wanted to use him as a sparring partner so that he could improve more.

"Get lost!"