Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
Murong De’s brows knitted together tightly as though he was tied up and roasted on fire, in a dilemma.
Just at this moment, Li Moying’s voice suddenly rang, “Since Sect Master Cui has already said this, then if our Sect doesn’t take up the challenge, it is indeed unacceptable. This arena tournament…. We naturally must fight!”
No one expected Li Moying to say anything at this point of time so momentarily, everyone’s gazes transferred onto him.
Li Moying who was dressed in black entirely leaned against the spacious seat as he held up a wine cup in his hand. That slender, powerful and fair fingers lightly clasped the glazed cup as his posture was relaxed and elegant, his disposition cold but distinguished, as though he was a natural born lord.
Whereas by his side sat a slender and petite stunning young lady, as she watched him with a face filled with adoration.
Li Moying casted a glance at the young lady beside him as he tilted his wine cup in front of her.
The young lady obediently raised the wine jug and poured out wine for him personally.
This scene made everyone sweat profusely when it entered their eyes.
From the attitude, if they didn’t know Li Moying’s status and ability, they would probably thought that he was some flirtatious Casanova from the royal palace or some royalty indulged in enjoyment.
Furthermore, everyone couldn’t help but admire Li Moying’s charm. He actually made the talented armament master act like a maid to help him pour wine! He had gained so much face! So, whoever said men cannot use their face to survive eh?
How on earth would they know that Huang Yueli was having unspoken criticisms in her heart, scolding Li Moying at least ten times but…. now was not the best time to tear things apart with this wretched man!
Even Murong De was stunned by this. Only after Li Moying sipped his wine did he finally regain his senses.
“Ah…. Moying, you…. have you heard clearly, according to Sect Master Cui’s request, you cannot take part in this tournament!”
Murong De’s first reaction was that Li Moying only cared about flirting with Huang Yueli and had not been listening to Cui Yuan Shan’s request.
Cui Yuan Shan hurriedly said, “Junior Brother Murong, what do you mean by this? Doesn’t Mister Li’s words represent your Sect? Since that’s the case, then no matter if he heard clearly or not, a real man never goes back on his words so it’s too late for regrets!”
“What do you mean? Stop resorting to such trickery!” Murong De started to get infuriated.
However, Li Moying simply gave a slight smile, “Master don’t be overly anxious. I heard what Sect Master Cui said. Although I cannot take part in the tournament but Master Leng as well, right? Since he doesn’t take part, surely our Celestial Light Sect would be able to win, no? Master really looks down on our Celestial Light Sect disciples! Actually Celestial Light Sect’s younger generation disciples are full of outstanding disciples so we may not be any worse off than Green Cloud Sect! There is definitely someone who can cause raging waves! If Sect Master Cui thinks that he is assured of a win, then it may be too early to be happy!”
Murong De’s brows knitted tightly, “Moying, are you talking about your fifth junior brother? No, he’s still lacking a little. Then it should be your second junior brother? Not right too, then it can only be…..”
He muttered to himself as he couldn’t stop calculating.
Li Moying didn’t continue from his words as he allowed him to continue doing his calculations and at the same time downing the entire wine in his cup as he pushed the cup in front of Huang Yueli once again, with the meaning for her to fill up the wine.
Huang Yueli pouted as she gave him a stare secretly but still lifted up the wine jug.
Only while she was pouring wine, she gave a humpf, “What’s wrong with you? You’re really good at pretending as though this is as usual, intentionally bullying me!”
