A few more days passed just like that and soon the day of the duel arrived.
Mo Qiang choose a black and royal blue outfit which was sitting at the far back in the wardrobe of her predecessor. She wanted to buy a new outfit since she did not like the dresses worn by her predecessors which showed too much skin but her already squeezed-up bank balance slapped her in the face and told her a big, fat no.
With her hands nimbly buttoning up the buttons of the corset-like shirt which showed a generous amount of her bosom, she turned to look at Xiao Jiao who was yawning and asked, " Did you do it properly?"
" Don't worry," Xiao Jiao yawned once more as she nodded in a lopsided manner, watching Mo Qiang wear pants which had slits in the middle of the legs of the pants with lace tying down to the bottom. " I did as you asked, I am sure nothing would go wrong this time around."
With Xiao Jiao finishing her job correctly and her Seism Core technique finished, Mo Qiang was sure that she was going to win. She clenched her fists and looked at her reflection in the mirror, her green eyes took in appearance and Mo Qiang curled her lips in satisfaction.
" This time I will make sure to dump that trash in the trash can properly," Mo Qiang spoke with determination flashing in her eyes. This time, Madam Lian will have no room to manoeuvre anymore, all her lies and schemes that she had played in the past, she was going to unravel each one of them!
' Heh, I will teach her a lesson for underestimating me like this,' thought Mo Qiang as she picked up her spirits and turned around to walk out of her room and headed straight to the training grounds where the battle was going to take place. Her boots made a light thudding sound as she walked down the accelerator which was turned off with the lack of energy cores.
As she stepped out of the house, Mo Qiang looked at the sky which was gloomier than usual and narrowed her eyes before muttering, " Man if I was not confident that I was going to win this duel, this setting would have made me choose my coffin."
" You can still choose one if you are in the mood," remarked Xiao Jiao causally. " You humans are fragile to begin with who knows you might need it real soon. Do you want me to choose some trendy styles for you? It's not like the coffin will go to waste ——ow, ow, ow… it hurts!"
Xiao Jiao screamed as Mo Qiang stretched her puffy cheeks which throbbed in pain.
" You really…just because you are some freaking immortal there is no need for you to look down on my fragile life!" Mo Qiang snapped at the little squirrel. " I am still young and there is no way I am dying so soon, so you don't have to worry about me like this got it?"
" Gwact eats," Xiao Jiao replied only then did Mo Qiang let go of her but as she turned around, she came face to face with Mo Xifeng who looked a bit awkward while looking at her.
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