ng boom.When she opened her eyes again, she saw Xiao Chen spewing blood and flying backwards.She turned her delicate head slightly, and a face of breathtaking beauty, like that of a fairy from a dream...Lan Qingya was dumbfounded, completely dumbfounded.

She covered her burning cheek with her hand, staring at Jun with disbelief.

Jun brandished his sword, his face dark and grim, with a cold glint in his eyes.

"Sword-wielding young master, you hit me" Lan Qingya said incredulously.

Feeling her cheeks swelling gradually, Lan Qingya felt as if she were dreaming.ce by Han Ping'an himself.He wore a scholar's robe, with an innate scholarly air about him. His features were dignified and upright.You know, Han Ping'an, as the junior uncle of the academy, has alway...