Yan Lingyi shook her head. Even Xiong Gang isn't a match; who could win?
She could only have the two top masters from the Colonial Army take the stage to see if they could win.
It was a good opportunity to join the crew and protect Xia Weibao.
Two birds with one stone.
Her Majesty the Empress suddenly felt itchy hands.
A master, ah, she really wanted to throw a couple of punches.
But something as big as setting up a ring would definitely draw public attention.
If someone saw her fighting, how damaging it would be to her ladylike image, so better not.
Fights can be had slowly; image can't be lost!
She turned her head and looked at Darul, who was standing not far away, as dumb as a piece of wood. This person, can he fight well?
Should she go for a sneak attack?
Yan Lingyi really wanted to stay longer and spend more time with Xia Weibao.
But since the orders had been given, it was not appropriate to stay longer.
Otherwise, it would arouse suspicion.
