Seeing Li Feng remain silent, Jian Ruyi closed her eyes, looking as though she was quietly awaiting his judgment.
She knew she was asking for a lot.
But no matter what choice Li Feng made, she wouldn't blame him for it.
She had already started thinking of a plan on how to hunt those demonic cultivators while being armless.
'It seems I have to resort to the Swordless Style that Father once showed me…'
Just as she braced herself for harsh criticism from Li Feng, his answer came—completely unexpected.
"Sure. Let's have a spar, Jian Ruyi."
She looked up at him, surprise flickering across her face.
Ning Jianli, standing nearby, let out a quiet sigh of relief when she saw the familiar smile return to Li Feng's face and heard his words.
Seeing the two women act as if something monumental had just occurred, Li Feng smiled and shook his head.
'Ah… getting good women is never easy.'
Yes, he had been irritated.
Yes, her demand was unreasonable.
