The young man raised his arm, and a thick black token suddenly appeared.
"!"
Lan Lingling's expression suddenly changed, and the cold murderous aura around her instantly stagnated in the air.
The blue sword that flew out suddenly stopped in front of the young man.
The scene suddenly became quiet.
Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in amazement.
The young man put away the token and snorted coldly: "Do you think you are so noble? Just because you have a little talent and a higher level of cultivation, do you think you can be arrogant?"
After seeing the stunning dance tonight, he fell in love with that beautiful woman.
Although he had no cultivation, he was neither humble nor arrogant. Seeing her being bullied by Lan Lingling, he hurried down. However, he saw that she did not bow her head even in front of the princess of a high-ranking kingdom. He respected her even more in his heart and could not help but speak up and help her.
A trace of anger flashed across Lan Lingling's eyes, veins popped out on her forehead, and her pretty face was slightly distorted, but she did not speak. She just silently reached out her hand and recalled the sword.
"Lan Lingling, I heard that you are the most noble and powerful princess among the seven countries in the East Region. I also like you. Would you like to be my maid?"
The boy said aggressively.
"You!" A look of shame and anger appeared on Lan Lingling's face, and the people around her gasped.
"Why?" The young man sneered, "You don't want to either?"
"!" Lan Lingling clenched her fists, her whole body trembling, she was furious, her sanity was in jeopardy...
"This young master, you are really joking. It is naturally a blessing for Lingling to be favored by the people of Xuantian Sect, but..."
She was saying...
"Stop!" The boy interrupted her quickly: "I'm just talking, I'm not interested in you, don't think too much!"
"!!!" A feeling of humiliation even greater than before suddenly surged into her heart. Lan Lingling could not hide the anger in her eyes: "Don't..."
"What do you want?" The young man held the token in his hand and said, "Although my cultivation is low, don't you know my identity? Ha, I can come to watch the Seven Nations Ranking Tournament with the elders. What do you think my identity is?"
He raised his eyebrows proudly and said, "Lan Lingling, you have to think about it carefully. Are you sure you want to do something to me?"
Lan Lingling took a deep breath and said with all her might, "Young Master, you are overthinking. Lingling just wanted to say, Young Master, please stop joking. Lingling doesn't like people joking with you."
"Hmph." The young man's dark eyes were filled with sarcasm, as if he could see through her.
"A princess of a great country doesn't even dare to say 'no'. She is not as good as a girl from a small country who has no cultivation!"
After saying that, he turned and left.
Lan Lingling was extremely angry, but she still had to force a smile and said, "Farewell, young master."
The Kingdom of Jialan is indeed the strongest of the seven nations.
But stronger than the seven nations are the three major sects in the Eastern Region.
In front of the sect, the seven nations of the Eastern Region seemed like a joke...
After the boy left, the sounds gradually began to return.
Although the young man was rude to Lan Lingling before, no one thought it was wrong. After all, she was from... Xuantian Sect, one of the three major sects in the Eastern Region!!!
The boy wanted Lan Lingling to be his maid. After they knew the boy's identity, they thought it was natural.
And when Lan Lingling asked Lou Qianxue to be her maid, they still took it for granted.
To them, Lou Qianxue's refusal was ungrateful.
But the young man said that Lan Lingling was not as good as Lou Qianxue. They couldn't help but feel confused, and finally they could only conclude that the young man also liked Lou Qianxue's face.
Lan Lingling didn't dare to vent her anger on the boy, so she took her anger out on Lou Qianxue. Her beautiful eyes, as if filled with poison, glared at Lou Qianxue fiercely: "Lou Qianxue, tomorrow, in the Seven Nations Ranking Tournament, you must 'perform well' and don't let those who are optimistic about you down!"
Continue in a moment.
(End of this chapter)