149 Knives and Hearts

"Hmm?" Si Xianxian turned her head and her expression instantly changed, "Not finished yet, huh?"

Lu Ran also turned his head and saw a face that was livid with anger.

The people around them, naturally, had heard the ruckus and everyone had turned to look.

Some were curious, some puzzled.

Some people, upon seeing the newcomer, frowned slightly, seeming to recognize the young man in white.

The young man in white paid no heed to Si Xianxian, focusing instead on Lu Ran, word by word, "Did you just tell me to 'talk with my sword'?"

Just now, at the city gate, when Lu Ran had said "talk with my sword," the young man in white hadn't understood right away and was left standing there dumbfounded.

In the eyes of the bystanders, he was completely overpowered.

A humiliation indeed!

And the young man, who came back to his senses later, of course wouldn't just let it go.

At this moment, there was also someone who felt insulted—Si Xianxian!