"A real man?" Lucifer Liushui's melodic and pleasant voice suddenly cut through the quiet venue as she slowly moved her legs, gently swaying her captivating waist, taking a step towards the warrior from the Qian family who held the greatest potential to awaken the ultimate bloodline power.

A ripple stirred in Qian Jin’s heart—what was this demoness plotting now? Did she intend to assassinate Qian Wushuang in public? That wasn't out of the question! No outsider could possibly comprehend the workings of this demoness's mind.

She genuinely might take action right here for the benefit of the Lucifer clan, to draw everyone's attention. Instantly, all eyes fixed on Lucifer Liushui, and some even looked at Qian Jin with pity and sorrow. The disparity between the two was simply too vast.

One was a piece of trash whose bloodline power hadn't even awakened; the other was 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 between such options, right? This woman didn't look foolish, so her current actions must be a declaration of her stance.

Pitiable! Truly pitiful! To have a woman snatched away in public! That was more humiliating than being stabbed to death.

Qian Wushuang arched his back slightly again, his chin tilted up at a forty-five-degree angle, his eyes radiating extreme confidence. At this moment, no words were necessary; his sheer aura was enough to prove everything.

"A real man?" Lucifer Liushui blinked her watery, large eyes, studying Qian Wushuang with intense curiosity. "Then you'll have to prove you are a real man first." Qian Wushuang froze, a faint confusion coloring his gaze. What was this woman saying?

Qian Wuqing’s wolf-like eyes also showed a flash of surprise. Qian Wushuang! This was Qian Wushuang! The Elf King bloodline warrior touted by the Qian family as having the greatest potential. If he so desired, countless women would gladly sleep with him!

The law of the True Strategy Dynasty permitted a man to have more than one wife. As long as Qian Wushuang wanted it, no woman could ever refuse his invitation.

At least... Qian Wuqing watched Lucifer Liushui, curious. He had seen at least a dozen different beauties! Like this stunning beauty named Yuan Xunyu—an even more beautiful woman—who willingly followed Qian Wushuang to bed with just a flick of his finger.

"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 Liushui’s eyes sparkled with a purity even greater than the pristine snow lotus on the snow mountains as she looked at 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 Liushui for publicly slapping Qian Wushuang with her words, yet a tiny bit of sourness bubbled up inside him. He secretly decided that when this demoness returned, he would definitely spank her behind to teach her a lesson about flaunting her charms!

Qian Wushuang was dumbfounded! He calmly drew his sword to slay hordes of demonic beasts; he smoothly cast magic to obliterate savage demon races; he calmly crushed the throat of an assassin. He, who had always been calm, composed, and serene, was finally stunned into silence.

Qian Wushuang couldn't help but be stunned. Before speaking, he had considered various outcomes; the worst possible scenario was just Lucifer Liushui refusing, but he had never anticipated this situation. Where had Qian Jin dug up this hoodlum of a woman?

"Am I correct?" Lucifer Liushui stared intently at Qian Wushuang, with the serious expression of someone discussing the most profound truth in the world. "A real man is someone who can bear responsibility for everything! This man right here is my man! Since you claim to be more of a man than him, then prove it. Take off your trousers so I can see... if you truly are a man."

Puff! In the crowd, someone finally couldn't hold back and burst out laughing, instantly triggering a wave of spitting laughter from others. This woman was too bold! She actually demanded Qian Wushuang strip in public!

Qian Jin watched the stunned Qian Wushuang and shook his head slightly. This Qian Wushuang had been a genius in every aspect since childhood. At eight, he had won tactical simulations against generals with decades of battlefield experience; by age eleven, only a few veteran generals could match him in war games—no one else could defeat him on the board.

At twelve, a tactical simulation led him to defeat Fen Tu Shuangmu, one of the three great generals of the Fen Tu family! He was the type of person whose mind could conjure strategies just by turning his eyeballs.

Some even praised him, saying hundreds of stratagems formed in his mind with just a slight roll of his eyes.

Alas... alas... Qian Jin shook his head gently. This Qian Wushuang had been careless this time; he had treated Lucifer Liushui as an ordinary woman. If he had known that this woman currently called Yuan Xunyu was actually Lucifer Liushui, a princess of the Lucifer royal family of the demon race, he probably wouldn't have uttered those words.

Pan Hongji stared at Lucifer Liushui in astonishment. This words from the demoness sounded vulgar, yet they were clearly voiced to stand up for Qian Jin! It was exactly as if a woman, hearing her man insulted in public, would become furious.

It was just that this demoness’s method of expression was far more direct! Pan Hongji studied Lucifer Liushui closely. Had this demoness truly fallen in love with Qian Jin? But she was a demoness! And a princess of the demon race's Lucifer royal line! Would the tragedy that once befell the warrior world repeat itself upon this young man?

Pan Hongji’s eyes narrowed into a thin slit. Qian Jin was on the rise; the more powerful he became, the greater the benefit to the Pan family! Qian Jin must not suffer any harm! If the demoness truly loved Qian Jin, and if Qian Jin returned that affection... the Qian family might use this as an excuse to kill Qian Jin!

Kill this demoness? Pan Hongji secretly glanced at Lucifer Liushui and took a deep breath. Regardless of whether Qian Jin loved this demoness now or not, killing her would likely displease Qian Jin, hindering the progress of the alliance, and furthermore, pushing Duan Fengbuer further away from the clan.

This was not a clear course of action! Pan Hongji darted a side glance at Qian Jin. Ah! It seemed the only option was to help this boy conceal things externally; if anything truly went wrong, he would have to confront the Qian family head-on and protect Qian Jin.

This Qian Jin! Pan Hongji gently shook his head. He had potential! Yet, he had to admit, he was a troublesome young man. But for some reason, Pan Hongji found him quite pleasing! Faced with the Qian family, even many bloodline warriors dared not show the slightest resistance.

"Why aren't you talking? Are you a man or not?" Lucifer Liushui kept her beautiful eyes fixed on Qian Wushuang’s lower region, a faint expression of surprise and suspicion crossing her face: "You... you... could it be you aren't a man? You don't have that thing? I heard my man say..."

Many people were like this: those who lacked something often tried hardest to pretend they had it. People with no money always want to act rich; the timid always pretend to be brave. Those who aren't men always...

Qian Wushuang's look of shock gradually turned solemn. His two long, slender eyebrows moved slowly, his eyes flashing with an amber sheen. This woman named Yuan Xunyu... was not simple!

To strip in front of hundreds, even thousands of male and female pairs? Qian Wushuang was confident he couldn't do it. If he actually did something like that, he would lose all face afterward and be branded a fool.

"Are you going to take them off or not? Are you a man or not! If you don't take them off soon, I'm going back to find my man. He’s a man among men," Lucifer Liushui slowly turned, shaking her head with a look of disappointment. "My man was too right... there are always guys who aren't men pretending to be men. How pathetic... only living in the fantasy that they are men."

"You don't even dare take off your pants, and you still claim to be a man?"

Qian Jin watched every expression of Lucifer Liushui and was thoroughly impressed by this Highness from the demon race. This acting! Even if she took to the stage as a performer, she would eat well without worry! He had never seen such exquisite acting.

"Alright, Wushuang, come here," Qian Zhanxuan’s deep voice carried an irrefutable pressure. The surrounding crowd, who had been laughing moments ago, suddenly found they couldn't smile anymore. "Hurry up and resolve the order I issued two months ago. I have a dinner engagement with the Serpent Emperor later."

"Qian Jin!"

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

Qian Wuqing hadn't rested well for the past two months. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw the humiliating scene of Qian Jin grabbing his head. Every time he drifted off to sleep, he would wake up from this nightmare. For today, to defeat Qian Jin, Qian Wuqing had prepared everything he could sacrifice.

Qian Jin slowly lifted his leg, his eyes sweeping towards a corner of the crowd. The packed throng scattered as if scattered by charging warhorses, making way between them. A figure burst through forcefully.

"Qian Jin! I’ll fight you first!"

Qian Wutian’s eyes resembled those of a starving wolf king. A wild aura radiated from his entire body. His tattered clothes only added a few points to his savage presence. The missing ear marred his appearance but lent him a fierce, powerful air.

"Qian Wuqing," Qian Wuqing raised his hand and shouted coldly toward the edge of the battle circle. "Get out! This is my fight!"

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

"You two..." Qian Jin slowly walked into the battle circle, his shoulders hanging loosely and freely, like an ordinary man taking an after-dinner stroll. Only masters could sense the explosive lethality hidden beneath his relaxed posture. "Stop arguing. Come at me together. Today, I will use actions to show the world that the era of the bloodline warriors... must end."

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