408, things are not going well

"Of course, if you really don't dare to accept a challenge in front of so many colleagues, I too..."

After Tang Zhao dropped the gauntlet, she muttered to herself, but her voice suddenly stopped when she heard the word "good."

She was stunned and looked at the master of Lihua Hall with doubt and suspicion, almost feeling the impulse to clear her ears:

"You... agreed?"

Zhao Douan held the waist card between his fingers, twisting his wrist to toss it back, corners of his mouth curving upward:

"What else?"

Tang Zhao, known privately among the border army as the 'Rouge Horse of the Frontier,' was momentarily at a loss for words, and her piercing eyes lost their aggressive edge.

This differed slightly from what she had imagined; the fellow had accepted too readily...

She had assumed that Zhao Douan would try to avoid a confrontation to maintain authority in front of his subordinates, but his nod came with such speed that he seemed almost too eager.