"Oh, so what? At least I conduct myself with integrity, which is far better than some people who keep engaging in underhanded tricks." An Yiqing sneered, "Should I call you the Elder Keqing of the Poison Medicine Sect, or perhaps address you as Sect Leader?"
"Heh heh! No matter what you call me, today you're not leaving here!"
As soon as the words were spoken, Elder Keqing, no, the Sect Leader of the Poison Medicine Sect abruptly struck out, releasing an overwhelming wave of Inner Breath towards An Yiqing.
An Yiqing's pupils contracted as the Qingying Sword was drawn, blocking the surge of Inner Breath. Simultaneously, with a slender waist bending like a willow, she surged toward the Sect Leader of the Poison Medicine Sect under the airflow.
