"When the sparring bracket opens," Wangchen stated, his voice a chilling promise of violence. "Make sure Mo Wuchen is in my block. I am going to break his legs."
Elder Qin looked at his disciple, seeing the absolute, unyielding obsession carved into his features.
He looked back at the screen, where the smiling assassin was currently drying his hair by the fire, entirely unaware that he had just earned the top spot on a Flawless Ice Root's hit list.
"Very well," Elder Qin nodded slowly, a hint of genuine pity for Mo Wuchen crossing his ancient face. "It shall be arranged as you wish, disciple."
Inside the realm, Lin Ji'an flipped her snake meat skewer, totally unaware that her decision to stay out of the water had not only saved her secret but had also just condemned Love Interest Number 6 to an impending, icy doom.
The morning mist rolling off the Luminous Jade River was supposed to bring a sense of profound, spiritual rejuvenation.
