Xu Ke's face darkened.
"I definitely can't compete with Sister Wong Qifu, the most famous woman in the Haisui District, for a fiancé!" Bai Qian'er continued.
"But do you think I'm incapable of expressing my admiration for Sister Wong Qifu and, incidentally, mentioning our late-night chat in the hotel room?"
Xu Ke took a deep breath. "You're digging your own grave. Ruining your reputation to damage mine is mutually destructive."
"Why do you care? My only focus is martial arts!"
With a sly, fox-like smile on her pretty face, Bai Qian'er showed she was ready to go all out. Moreover, seeing Xu Ke feign composure while he was actually panicking made Bai Qian'er feel even more smug. She was certain she had found Xu Ke's Achilles' heel.
However, after a moment of silence, Xu Ke suddenly took out his cell phone and handed it to her.
"Go ahead, make the call. You can say it over the phone and even save the airfare."
On the phone, Wong Qifu's number was glaringly visible.
