"You...you are such a waste, you dare to talk to this lady. You are so brave, right?" Murong Ziyu didn't expect Murong Ningyue to talk to her like this, and her pretty face turned red with anger.

"Hmph, please take care of me. Go and go, don't block my way. I still have to draw lots." Murong Ningyue waved her hand impatiently and rushed Murong Ziyu to leave, then raised her foot to walk towards the place where the round table draws lots.

"Damn it! It's so outrageous. Why does that waste have the attitude of a lot of ladies? Is she looking for death?" Murong Ziyu stomped her feet in anger, then turned around and looked at Murong Ningyue's back, with a hint of vicious color appearing in her eyes.

Murong Ningyue knew Murong Ziyu and the consequences of doing this at this moment, but what does that matter? Murong Ziyu didn't like her at all, and she would attack her for Murong Baiying. Since she couldn't avoid it, she should attack directly.

Her Murong Ningyue's principle of being a human being is that if someone does not offend me, I will not offend others. If someone violates me, I will definitely repay it a hundred times. She will naturally not let anyone go easily if she has evil intentions on her. She will not just swallow her anger.

Murong Ningyue walked to the elder, took a random wooden sign from the wooden barrel, and threw it out without even looking at it, and then she dropped it down. Her movements were very calm and casual.

"Miss, you still don't know who your opponent will be next time, right?" Qingyan looked at Murong Ningyue coming down from the round platform and immediately ran to Murong Ningyue, and asked hesitantly as he looked at Murong Ningyue's face.

But Murong Ningyue's expression did not change anyway. She just turned her face to Qingyan, and then said lightly: "Well, yes, why do I have to look at who it is? Will the referee read it again from time to time in the end? You will know who it is when you read it."

"Miss, Qingyan really admires you." Qingyan slapped her forehead helplessly and said weakly. She was simply unable to complain about Murong Ningyue's behavior. How could her lady be like this? At least she would consider her feelings?

"Okay, go and wait, it's useless to be anxious." Murong Ningyue reached out and pulled Qingyan towards the platform, comforting Qingyan's extremely depressed mood.

Murong Ziyu, who had already sat on the high platform, stared at Murong Ningyue's figure, and the fiery gaze in his eyes shot straight at Murong Ningyue, as if he wanted to kill Murong Ningyue with his eyes. If his eyes could kill people, Murong Ningyue had already died millions of times.

"Hmph..." Murong Ningyue seemed to feel Murong Ziyu's eyes. She didn't look back, but just snorted coldly, then sat down as if nothing had happened, and chatted with Qingyan about some trivial matters in life.

"The second game of the final begins now. In the first game, Murong Ningyue plays Murong Taoli!" The referee's voice suddenly sounded, making Murong Ningyue, who had just sat down, feel a little depressed. She was not even sitting on the stool.

"It's Miss Murong Taoli..."

"It is said that Murong Taoli is already a master of Lingshi No. 5..."

"Wow, this lady seems very awesome..."

"Yes, otherwise how could I reach the final..."
Chapter completed!