Liu Ruyan stood with her hands behind her back, as indifferent as the wind.
The other members of the Martial Association, however, all broke into sneers, eyeing Chen Yang with great interest.
This man thought he could handle the struggle between Feiyang Martial Arts School and the Martial Association, not knowing that in their eyes, he was no more than an insect.
What of a Sixth Grade Military General?
In the eyes of the Martial Association, he was utterly worthless.
"Oh?" Chen Yang's eyebrows furrowed slightly. "Miss Liu, may I ask what kind of plaque it is?"
"It is, naturally, the signboard of our Martial Association," Liu Ruyan said unhurriedly.
Chen Yang cracked a smile. "Miss Liu, how could your Martial Association's signboard end up on my Feiyang Martial Arts School's turf? Don't tell me Miss Liu wants to share the premises with me?"
"I'm afraid not. This place is barely big enough for my own school, and I have no plans to share it."
