The warrior had a physical advantage over Nono and, as his sword's edge approached, a lock of her hair floated to the ground. The warrior sneered, "Your Majesty, I've come to negotiate with sincerity this time."
"Oh? What a coincidence, so have I," Nono struggled to regain the disadvantage as the knight's blessing skills were successively applied to her, barely managing to hold her ground.
The warrior retracted his sword with a laugh, inserting it casually into the ground, "Haha, then let's sit down and have a proper talk."
Nono also sat back down, and a retainer from each side stepped forward to pick up the overturned table and chairs.
Lily took a deep breath, slowly lifting the square table, her gaze fixed tightly on Bu Sheng.
The counterpart's retainer did the same, and in an instant, the sound of swords being drawn rang out again; Lily thrust her sword viciously at Bu Sheng, while the Snow Tribe's warrior rushed straight at Nono.