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“Why are you all looking at me?” How could Nangong Qianxi not know what they were thinking? She became even angrier. “Do you think I’m unconvinced? When have I ever been so unreasonable? You’re simply… unreasonable!”

Xuanyuan Po wiped his face and Ren Xiaojie turned around. Qin Xueling lowered her head. Alright, they were being unreasonable for once.

Nangong Qianxi stomped her feet. With a flip of her wrist, a short blade made of black iron appeared in her hand. She walked up to Beiting Huang and said, “I had a problem with you previously. It’s my fault. Regardless of whether the holy beast that tricked my flexible sword is yours or not, I was in the wrong first. I sincerely hope that the magical beast is yours. This black iron sword is a high-grade spiritual artifact. I’ll give it to you as an apology…”

After saying that, she lowered her head and waited for a while. When there was no movement, she felt a little sad. She stuffed the short blade into Beiting Huang’s arms and turned to run.

!!

“Ugh!” Beiting Huang was a little stunned. She didn’t know what that was about. Now, her wish to torture the little girl with the flexible sword had come to nothing. Beiting Huang looked at the short blade in her hand. It was completely black and the blade was snow-white. It was actually made of black iron. It was slightly smaller and more suitable than the short blade she was using now. However, should she accept it?

Nangong Qianxi ran two steps and turned her head. Seeing that Beiting Huang was looking at the short blade in her hand in disdain, tears welled up in her eyes. She pouted and looked very aggrieved. “You, if you dare to not want it, I, I, I…”

Seeing that she was about to cry, Beiting Huang panicked. She hated it when women cried. “Don’t cry. I’ll take it.”

Beiting Huang liked this short blade. Compared to the one she was using now, it was more like a man’s. She waved it in her hand and said with a smile, “Thank you!”

“Hmph!” Nangong Qianxi snorted and ran. However, no one saw the happy smile on her face.

“Little Ninth, that’s her temper. She’s the only girl in the three generations of the Nangong family. It’s said that she’s very doted on by the old master and her temper has been spoiled. However, she’s not particularly bad. She’s just a little timid.” Ren Xiaojie came forward and scratched his head. “On the account that it’s rare for her to be so humble, don’t lower yourself to her level.”

When Beiting Huang saw that Nangong Qianxi had slowed down, it was obvious that she was eavesdropping on their conversation. She curled her lips and said, “If I had something against her, would I still accept her gift?”

After hearing Beiting Huang’s words, Nangong Qianxi lifted her feet again. Her footsteps were much lighter, and she waved her hands happily. Beiting Huang looked at her back and shook her head with a smile. “Alright, it’s getting late. You guys should hurry out of the forest!”

Nancy looked at Beiting Huang with even more admiration. She had seen with her own eyes how Nangong Qianxi had targeted Beiting Huang. Just because Nangong Qianxi had no choice but to save someone once, he was willing to end her grudge with Nangong Qianxi even if he wasn’t the one she saved. With such magnanimity, she really wanted to know how high this little fellow would soar on this continent in the future.

“Little Ninth is right. We really have to get out of here as soon as possible.” Nancy handed the Spirit Gathering Pill to Beiting Huang and reminded him again and again, “Be careful. When you return to the Empire, take that invitation and look for that person. He will always be waiting for you!”

“I will!” Beiting Huang nodded. A rare look of reluctance appeared on her usually cold face. “I will rush to the capital as soon as possible!”