"Miss Qiao, shall we begin?" Xu Heng asked.
He watched as Qiao Yuxian kept her head down, busy wrapping the bandage around her hand, not understanding why she was here or what tricks she intended to pull.
Qiao Yuxian ignored him, leisurely finished wrapping the bandage, then looked up at him.
Xu Heng looked at her.
Qiao Yuxian tugged at her clothes a bit more, then said, "Young Master Xu, since this is an entertainment match, let me make it clear first, we're not playing to the death."
Xu Heng looked at her beautiful features, and his hand hanging by his side couldn't help but rub slightly. He said, "Naturally. But..."
Qiao Yuxian's expression didn't change; she had said that sentence just so she could hear his 'but.'
Xu Heng said, "However, since it's a duel, injuries might be inevitable."
Qiao Yuxian nodded, "Then let's agree. If there's an injury that doesn't threaten life, there shouldn't be trouble afterwards. We can't afford to lose gracefully."
