"A real man?" Lucifer Flow's melodious voice suddenly broke the silence of the quiet venue as she slowly advanced, her hips swaying gracefully with each step toward the warrior most likely to awaken the ultimate bloodline power in the Qian family.

Qian Jin’s heart gave a slight jolt—what was this demoness planning now? Did she intend to assassinate Qian Wushuang in public? It wasn't impossible! Outsiders could never truly understand the workings of this demoness's mind.

She genuinely might act now for the benefit of the Lucifer clan.

Instantly, all eyes fixed on Lucifer Flow. Some even looked at Qian Jin with pity and sympathy. There was simply no comparison between the two men's standing.

On one side stood a failure whose bloodline power hadn't even awakened; on the other, the most promising Elf King bloodline warrior, highly esteemed by the Qian family for his potential to break through to the ultimate bloodline power.

Any woman with a shred of sense would know how to choose in such a situation, wouldn't she? This woman didn't look like a fool; her current actions must signal her stance.

Pitiable! Truly pitiful! To have his woman publicly snatched away! This was more humiliating than being stabbed to death.

Qian Wushuang subtly arched his back again, his chin angled forty-five degrees upward, his eyes radiating extreme confidence. At this moment, no words were needed; his very presence was proof enough.

"A real man?" Lucifer Flow blinked her large, watery eyes, studying Qian Wushuang with curiosity. "Then you'll have to prove you're a real man." Qian Wushuang froze, a faint confusion clouding his eyes. What was this woman saying?

Qian Wuqing’s wolf-like eyes flashed with surprise. Qian Wushuang! This was Qian Wushuang!

He was the Elf King bloodline warrior most touted by the Qian family for his potential. If he wanted it, countless women would willingly go to bed with him!

The laws of the True Strategy Dynasty permitted a man to have multiple wives. If Qian Wushuang wished it, no woman could refuse his invitation.

At least... Qian Wuqing watched Lucifer Flow, curious. He had personally seen more than a dozen different beauties! Take that beauty named Yuan Xunyu, for instance, or even more beautiful women—a mere beckoning finger from Qian Wushuang, and they would automatically follow him to bed.

"How will you prove it? Do I have to wait until we are in bed for you to prove it? What if you turn out not to be a man then? I’d be the one losing out," Lucifer Flow’s eyes shimmered with a purity whiter than the snow lotuses on the snow mountains, fixed on Qian Wushuang. "Why don't you prove you’re a real man right here!"

Qian Jin felt a headache coming on. He was grateful to Lucifer Flow for publicly slapping Qian Wushuang across the face with her words, yet a slight sting of jealousy flared in his heart. He secretly resolved that when this demoness returned, he would spank her backside hard, to see if she dared to flaunt her... elsewhere!

Qian Wushuang was dumbfounded! He calmly sliced through hordes of magical beasts, effortlessly annihilated ferocious demons with magic, and calmly crushed the throats of assassins. The man who had always been calm, composed, and serene was finally stunned into silence.

Qian Wushuang couldn't help being stunned. Before speaking, he had considered various scenarios; the worst outcome would have been Lucifer Flow’s refusal. He never anticipated this turn of events. Where on earth had Qian Jin found such a hooligan of a woman?

"Am I right?" Lucifer Flow stared intently at Qian Wushuang, her expression deadly serious, as if debating the most profound truth in the world. "A real man can take responsibility for everything! This man right here is my man! Since you claim to be more of a man than him, then prove it. Pull down your pants and let me see if you're truly a man."

Pfft! Someone in the crowd couldn't hold back and burst out laughing, immediately triggering a chorus of snorts and choked laughter from others. This woman was too fierce! She was actually demanding Qian Wushuang drop his pants in public!

Qian Jin watched the stupefied Qian Wushuang and gently shook his head. This Qian Wushuang had been a genius in every aspect since childhood. At eight, he outmaneuvered generals who had fought on battlefields for decades. By eleven, apart from a few veteran generals, no one could beat him at war-gaming.

At twelve, he defeated Fen Tushu’s foremost general, Fen Tushuangmu, in a strategy simulation! He was the type who could devise strategies just by turning his eyeballs.

Some even praised him, saying hundreds of schemes formed in his mind with a mere twitch of his eye.

What a pity... what a pity... Qian Jin shook his head lightly. Qian Wushuang had been careless this time. He treated Lucifer Flow as an ordinary woman. If he had known this woman, currently called Yuan Xunyu, was actually Lucifer Flow of the Demon Race’s royal Lucifer clan, he probably wouldn't have said those things.

Pan Hongji stared at Lucifer Flow in astonishment. This female demon... her words sounded vulgar, yet they were clearly meant to defend Qian Jin! It was like a woman defending her man when insulted in public.

However, this female demon's method of expression was much more direct! Pan Hongji scrutinized Lucifer Flow closely. Had this female demon truly fallen for Qian Jin? But she was a demoness! And a princess of the Demon Race's royal Lucifer clan! Would the tragedy that once befell the warrior world repeat itself for this young man?

Pan Hongji’s eyes narrowed to slits. Qian Jin was on the rise; the stronger he became, the greater the benefit to the Pan family! Qian Jin could not afford any mishap! If the female demon truly loved Qian Jin, and if Qian Jin were to return that affection... the Qian family might use that as an excuse to eliminate Qian Jin!

Kill this female demon? Pan Hongji secretly glanced at Lucifer Flow and took a deep breath. Regardless of whether Qian Jin loved this demoness now, killing her would likely displease Qian Jin, hindering the development of their alliance, and driving Duan Fengbu further away from the clan.

This was not a clear-cut action! Pan Hongji subtly glanced at Qian Jin. Alas, he could only help this boy conceal things externally; if anything truly went wrong, he would have to confront the Qian family head-on.

He had to protect Qian Jin.

This Qian Jin! Pan Hongji shook his head gently; he had potential! Yet, he had to admit, he was truly a troublesome fellow. But somehow, Pan Hongji found him likable! Facing the Qian family, many bloodline warriors dared not show the slightest defiance.

"Why aren't you speaking? Are you not a man?" Lucifer Flow’s beautiful eyes repeatedly fixed on Qian Wushuang’s lower regions, a faint look of surprise and suspicion crossing her face. "You... you... you’re not a man, are you? Don't you have that thing? My man told me..."

Many people are like this: those who clearly lack something try the hardest to pretend they have it. People without money always try to look rich. Cowards always try to act brave. Those who aren't men always try to act like...

Qian Wushuang’s look of astonishment slowly hardened. His two slender sword-like eyebrows moved slowly, his amber eyes gleaming. This woman, Yuan Xunyu... she was no simple person!

Dropping his trousers under the gaze of hundreds, perhaps thousands, of men and women? Qian Wushuang was confident he could not do it.

If he did such a thing, he would lose all face thereafter and be labeled a fool.

"Are you going to take them off or not? Are you a man or not! If you don't take them off now, I'm going back to my man," he is a real man among men." Lucifer Flow slowly turned, her face filled with disappointment as she shook her head repeatedly. "My man was so right. There are always guys who aren't men pretending to be. How pathetic... living their lives trapped in the illusion that they are men."

"If you don't even dare take off your pants, how can you call yourself a man?"

Qian Jin watched every expression on Lucifer Flow's face and was utterly convinced by this princess from the Demon Race. Her acting! Even putting her on stage as a performer, she could eat and drink without worry! He had never seen such exquisite acting.

"Alright, Wushuang, come here..." Qian Zhanxuan's deep voice resonated with an irrefutable authority. The surrounding crowd, who had just been laughing, suddenly found themselves unable to smile. "Hurry up and settle the command I issued three months ago. I have dinner plans with the Serpent Emperor later."

"Qian Jin!"

Qian Wuqing leaped into the battle circle, his wolf eyes locked on Qian Jin. "Come!"

For the past two months, Qian Wuqing hadn't rested well. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw the humiliating scene of Qian Jin grabbing his head. Every time he managed to drift off, he was jolted awake by this nightmare.

For today, to defeat Qian Jin, Qian Wuqing was willing to pay any price!

Qian Jin slowly raised his leg, his eyes fixing on a corner of the crowd. The densely packed people scattered as if scattered by charging warhorses, clearing a path as a figure aggressively burst through.

"Qian Jin! I'll fight you first!"

Qian Wutian's eyes were like those of a hungry wolf that hadn't eaten in ten days. A wild aura radiated from his entire body. His tattered clothes only added to his savage presence. The missing ear marred his looks but imbued him with a fierce, rugged air.

"Qian Wuqing..." Qian Wuqing pointed toward the outside of the battle circle and shouted coldly. "Get out! This is my fight!"

Qian Wutian didn't even spare Qian Wuqing a glance, his eyes fixed solely on Qian Jin. "Qian Wuqing, get lost! I must kill Qian Jin with my own hands!"

"You two..." Qian Jin slowly stepped into the battle circle, his shoulders hanging loosely, as if he were a common man taking an evening stroll. Only masters could sense the explosive lethality hidden beneath that relaxed posture. "Stop arguing. Both of you come at me. Today, I will use action to tell the world: the era of bloodline warriors... should end."

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