Lianxing's expression was impassive as she coolly said, "Are you too afraid to even accept a woman's challenge?"
This caused Leng Qiu's expression to stiffen, and a flash of thunderous fury passed through his eyes, reaching a terrifying intensity.
"Lianxing, don't force me to kill you," he warned.
Leng Qiu's demeanor turned icy cold; he was angered.
In his eyes, women were merely dependents, their status far inferior to that of men.
Indeed, within the cultivation world, the number of female powerhouses was genuinely fewer than that of males, not by a small margin.
As for Lianxing, she was merely a native of Earth to him, and Leng Qiu regarded her even less.
He didn't deign to accept Lianxing's challenge, it was not a matter of fear.
"Try killing one and we'll see whose hunt bears fruit," Lianxing retorted with dominance, her extraordinary grace undiminished as her blue eyes stared down Leng Qiu, her aura not the least bit weaker than his.
