Chapter 197: Price of Betrayal (3)
Translator: Iris8197 Editor: Yukira_
"What do you want?"
Wu Zhong came back from his musing only to find that Yun Luofeng was already in front of him. Suddenly, he felt a cold wind whipped his face and he couldn't help but shudder. He wondered why he was being overwhelmed by a 14-year-old girl.
He didn't have this sensation even when confronted by someone stronger than him many years ago!
"Don't you want to own Luofeng Pavilion?" Yun Luofeng raised her eyebrows and spoke, "Then I can fulfill your ambition! As long as you can defeat me, Luofeng Pavilion is yours."
Wu Zhong couldn't believe it. He stared at Yun Luofeng, his eyes wide open.
Is she serious about abdicating if he defeated her?
"Are you serious?" Wu Zhong's eyes gleamed with excitement. He did not expect that he would get Luofeng Pavilion so easily!
"Yes," said Yun Luofeng with a smile, glancing at him with arms folded over her chest. "Law of the jungle applies everywhere! If I were really defeated by you, by all means, you should be the master of Luofeng Pavilion, but... "
She paused and something icy flashed through her dark eyes.
"Once you attack me, your betrayal becomes an ironclad fact! Are you sure you are going to do it?"
"Haha," trying to ignore the uneasiness he just felt, Wu Zhong raised the corners of his lips and smiled greedily. "Only a capable person should own Luofeng Pavilion. Since I'm capable, it goes without saying, I won't miss the chance. What's more, you are just a tra—"
He didn't have the time to finish.
BANG!
Her slender white palms seemed to contain a very powerful force and collided against Wu Zhong's chest. Before he was even able to react, his body crashed against the snow-white wall.
Cement and dust came crushing down from the wall and covered Wu Zhong's body. He stood up and covered his chest with his hand, his chest brimming with rage. "Yun Luofeng, you... "
BOOM!
A leg swept from the side, kicking hard on his face. In an instant, his whole body flew out, bumped into the wall and created a big hole in the wall.
"Get up."
She slightly raised her eyebrows and taunted, her dark eyes filled with wicked lights. "Go on."
Under the debris of the crumbling wall, Wu Zhong spat out a mouthful of blood. His left cheek was purple, and his angry eyes were full of shock. "You're not a trash?"
Who the hell said the granddaughter of the general of Longyuan Kingdom was a trash? Has anyone ever seen a trash beating a high-rank high-level spirit cultivator like this? If he caught the guy who made the rumor about Yun Luofeng being a trash, he would definitely kill him!
"Everybody said I was a trash, but they forgot this: in this world, nobody was born trash." Yun Luofeng looked extremely arrogant and confident. She glanced at Wu Zhong with contempt. "Wu Zhong, I know you really want to be the master of Luofeng Pavilion. I'm now giving you a chance. As long as you can touch any part of my clothes, I will still give you what you want."
"Pretentious!" Wu Zhong sneered. Even if this little girl was not a trash, so what? In any case, being a high-rank high-level spirit cultivator, it would be impossible that he couldn't even touch her clothes!
Thinking of this, Wu Zhong looked up at Yun Luofeng.