Strongest Eccentric Consort

Chapter 282: Who Between the Both of Us Would Die First?

“What’s going on?”

“What happened?”

The dialogue between Lou Potian and Lou Xiaoxiao brought everyone back to their senses.

Everyone turned their heads to see where the Third Young Master had fallen, and they all thought that they were dreaming.

“Cough... Cough...”

After the sword was blocked, Third Young Master had not realized what had happened when he had been suddenly kicked.

That kick hit him straight in his heart, and he almost fainted to death. He only regained his senses after a while had passed.

When he realized what had happened, a wave of hatred and shame came over him. His expression instantly became sullen. “Damn it! How could it be... how could it...”

The crowd finally accepted that their Third Young Master had been beaten up!

Moreover, his opponent had thrown him to the ground, and he had no strength to retaliate.

Everyone fought a cold war together, and they didn’t care who had hurt Third Young Master. They all went forward to help him in fear and also out of respect.

“Third Young Master!”

“Third Young Master, are you okay?”

“Gosh, Third Young Master, you’re bleeding!”

“Get lost!” To the conceited Third Young Master, everyone’s concern only hurt his pride. It was a form of humiliation.

He roared, and the people around him dispersed like a tide.

After everyone had calmed down, he suddenly looked up. His vicious eyes fell on Lou Qianxue, and he glared at her like a poisonous snake. “It’s you! You hurt me!!!”

He then stood up with his sword against the floor. With a cold and bloodthirsty expression, he continued, “B*tch, how dare you hurt me. I want you to die!”

The crowd also saw Lou Qianxue, who had a tender and beautiful face and was as cold as a jade sculpture. They couldn’t help but suck in their breaths.

How’s that possible!

How could a little girl who looks so young and beautiful hurt Third Young Master?

I’m not dreaming, right?

Third Young Master had just finished his sentence when...

The cold and ruthless Dan Taiyuan, who stood beside Lou Qiaxue, looked at him without any emotions.

Killing intent surged in his frosty eyes.

“I will do it myself.”

Lou Qianxue stretched out her hand, tugged at Dan Taiyuan’s sleeve, and whispered.

Dan Taiyuan stiffened for a moment, lowered his head, and looked at his little pet’s pale fingers pinching at his sleeves.

He suddenly recalled that a long time ago, in his clan, he had seen how other companions acted cute with their masters.

He instantly felt like his heart was floating.

Although he was still expressionless, his cold had softened by a lot. Even though he had yet to notice it, the corners of his stiff and extremely small lips had curled up.

If he understood enough emotions, he would’ve known that the most comfortable feeling in his heart at this time was bliss, happiness, and joy.

“Alright.” Even his tone was way gentler than usual.

“...” His emotions had affected Lou Qianxue.

Her earlobes moved a little, and she felt that Dan Taiyuan’s cold voice had suddenly become soothing and pleasing. This made her cheeks blush for some reason, and the momentum she had accumulated before instantly weakened.

“...” Everyone around looked at each other. Can such a beautiful, harmless little girl really hurt Third Young Master?

It couldn’t be that Third Young Master fell for her seduction and got careless!

However, the next moment...

The beautiful and harmless little girl with a pretty face turned into a Raksha. She coldly said, “Many people in this world want me to die, but I’m still alive and well. Instead, they are all dead.”

She coldly smiled, raised the Frost Sword, and pointed it at Third Young Master. “Between the both of us, who do you think would die first today?”