Old Li's face turned black in an instant. "If that's the case, then I no longer need to save face for either of us!"
"You deaf or something? I said you've got no face to save here!"
"I'm telling you, Qiu Zimo, I'm not someone to be trifled with either. If you really want a showdown, I'm not afraid of you!" Old Li said loudly.
Qiu Zimo snorted coldly, "Good timing, I'm just getting bored with nothing to do."
"Face or no face, you are definitely not taking anyone with you!" Chu Liyuan spoke coldly.
"Do you think the people I brought are here to freeload?"
"Are they? Let's find out." A murderous intent flashed in Qiu Zimo's eyes.
Old Li felt a tightening in his chest under Qiu Zimo's gaze.
Though he had not personally witnessed Qiu Zimo's prowess, rumors that anyone who crossed her wouldn't last three moves were proof enough of her strength.
Qiu Zimo was never a patient person; when she could fight, she never wasted time with words!