Lost humanity

A few more days passed just like that and soon the day of the duel arrived.

Mo Qiang choose a black and royal blue outfit which was sitting at the far back in the wardrobe of her predecessor. She wanted to buy a new outfit since she did not like the dresses worn by her predecessors which showed too much skin but her already squeezed-up bank balance slapped her in the face and told her a big, fat no. 

With her hands nimbly buttoning up the buttons of the corset-like shirt which showed a generous amount of her bosom, she turned to look at Xiao Jiao who was yawning and asked, " Did you do it properly?"

" Don't worry," Xiao Jiao yawned once more as she nodded in a lopsided manner, watching Mo Qiang wear pants which had slits in the middle of the legs of the pants with lace tying down to the bottom. " I did as you asked, I am sure nothing would go wrong this time around."