The scarlet glowing eyes under the cloak looked at Gong Qiying.
After a long while, a sowhat trembling voice ca from under the cloak.
"Um, you're joking, right?"
"..." Gong Qiying didn't speak, he looked at the "Sli" on the ground with a kindly gaze.
"Yes, you're joking, right?"
Irene's voice had already started to tremble, especially after she didn't get a response after asking two consecutive questions, the awkward atmosphere continued to fernt in the air.
It seed that only she felt awkward, whereas Gong Qiying on the opposite side was quite at ease.
"Hiss—"
The sound of a breath being drawn in sharply ca from this poor, weak, and helpless hobody girl, and just from this sound, you could hear a multitude of distinct thoughts.
Under the cloak ca sounds like "Guh", "Ugh", "Ahh", indicating she was experiencing a rather significant life decision and trying to struggle, perhaps facing an extrely, extrely, extrely crucial life juncture where each decision must be made with utmost caution!
After half a minute, the struggle was over.
"Just for being hit, there's money?"
Irene no longer squird; she chose to lie down and accept her fate.
"That's right, I assure you with the honor of Red Teeth."
"Well, well then..."
Gong Qiying heard the satisfactory answer and couldn't help but nod in pleasure.
So this is what it feels like to bully by power.
But he didn't expect Irene would go to such lengths for spiritual power, since she agreed to be hit, it may not necessarily guarantee that White Blood Dungeon would have sothing taken away; she seed quite desperate for spiritual power.
Gong Qiying opened the City Lord Panel and said while swiping: "Then without delay, let's start a battle...."
Before he finished speaking, he heard Irene awkwardly say from under the cloak: "Sir, where do you want to hit, upper body or lower body? I'm a bit not used to exposing my whole body directly...."
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Both of them froze simultaneously without finishing their sentences.
Then they both exchanged unexpected glances at each other.
"Wait, wait, wait, I beg you, don't look at with that 'so you're that kind of pervert' look! We just sowhat misunderstood each other, it's not what you think at all!"
Before Gong Qiying could speak, Irene already retorted in a string of shrill, rapid words.
"...You said all the things I wanted to complain about, so what should I say?"
"Uh," Irene paused, rembering she was a humble borrower, so she cautiously said, "How about you increase the interest a bit?"
Whoever heard of borrowers begging for a rise in interest....
Gong Qiying completely lost the desire to complain, too lazy to argue further with this person, and directly swiped on the City Lord Panel.
[Sain Dungeon has sent you a battle invitation]
Seeing the ssage suddenly floating in front of her, Irene once again found herself in a rare speechless silence.
Gong Qiying raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong, don't want the spiritual power anymore?"
"Ah, no, it's just that," she hesitated, "Can you just beat up here? Let's not use dungeon duels, okay?"
It's quite apparent to any discerning person that this girl didn't want to engage in a dungeon battle for so unspeakable reasons.
If he were a proper Yasashi man, he ought to generously choose to understand her and lend the massive spiritual power to help her get through hard tis, boosting favorability, and finally unlocking so special CGs for White Blood Dungeon during a special event.
But Gong Qiying would say no to this.
"Honestly, if it's not for , no one will lend you spiritual power. I know the Red Teeth well, just a word from and I can cut you off."
Gong Qiying sohow pulled out a pair of reflective glasses to wear, instantly adding so pressure, making Irene, opposite, instinctively tremble again.
"But I won't do that, Irene. You can ask around. I've always been genuine and kind; all my friends have thrived, just like Glory Dungeon. So, do you want to be my friend?" He spoke softly yet firmly, like a mafia superstar, "Rest assured, I just want to have a battle and ask so questions, the spiritual power you spend in battle I can lend to you, it's a win-win thod, my dear friend."
"But, but...." Irene seed to still want to resist a bit.
"Oh by the way, this is my first battle invitation, technically you can't refuse, it's just because I'm kind that I give you a chance to speak here."
Gong Qiying adjusted his glasses, and the reflective lenses made the opposite side dare not look directly.
Hearing this, Irene's face under the cloak suddenly turned ashen.
What the heck, that renowned Gedwin known to have battle through countless city lords still kept his "first ti" precious? Who would believe such words!
She ultimately resigned herself to fate.
"I accept...."
"Very well."
Gong Qiying nodded in satisfaction, then withdrew his sent invitation.
"Eh?" Irene was surprised, thinking that maybe he changed his mind suddenly, but then Gong Qiying said, "You send a battle invitation, I don't want to waste my precious first ti."
"...."
Now it was Irene who fell into a speechless state.
She sighed deeply, obediently sent a battle invitation to Gong Qiying, and watched him accept it, the battle imdiately comnced.
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