"Refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"
The deep voice echoed from Yue Qi, and his gaze immediately turned to Mo Qing, saying sternly: "Junior Sister Mo Qing, you see, it's this brat who's being shameless. It's not that I'm not following the rules!"
"Heh heh, Brother Yue Qi sure has a way with words. Blatantly trying to snatch what I've already got and you accuse me of not knowing the rules? Really... tsk tsk!"
Hearing Yue Qi's words, Yun Xiao did not become angry but laughed instead, yet the sarcasm in his tone was utterly undisguised by the end, making the face of the number one talent of the Poison Vein Lineage almost drip with gloom.
Yet Mo Qing, having heard Yun Xiao's first sentence, could hardly contain her mirth, despite her icy beauty. After all, in terms of wit, who could possibly match this young man?
Yun Xiao even praised Yue Qi's "eloquence," which was nothing short of a direct slap in the face, his words far more potent than Yue Qi's contrived speech.
