I challenge you!

Suddenly, a clear and loud voice rang out from the silent crowd.

Who is so brave?

Everyone was still immersed in the shadow of Elder Qingzhu and had not yet come out. Now, upon hearing this, they all turned their heads to look and wondered which hero it was.

Then, they saw Shenyu wearing a floor-length gown.

"Who is she? Dressed like that, like a peacock, is she here to perform the opening dance?"

"I don't know, but she looks a bit like the adopted daughter of the Marquis of Anbo's mansion."

"Wasn't she said to be in poor health? Why would she be so foolish as to challenge Young Master Shen to a duel? Isn't that just courting death?"

"Hey you, that guy, that... oh right, where's Shen Qingye? Hurry up and take your sister back home."

Those present were all roughnecks from the martial arts world, so they spoke and acted spontaneously.

Shen Yu's fingers gripped his palm tightly, his knuckles turning white.

Isn't Shen Jiao dressed like this too? Why is she the only one who gets to dress like a peacock?

Such a vulgar and low-class person!

"How dare she?" Li Wanglai was shocked. "With her small frame, the young lady could kick her far away with one kick. This Miss Chenyu is petty."

Liang Heng happily and quickly calculated: Hehehe, this round is over, more business is coming.

Gu An: Eating melon seeds, eating melon seeds.

Ji Yan's gaze was deep and mysterious. She beckoned her finger to the air and said in a soft voice, "Go and bring Shen Qingye here."

No one answered; only the leaves trembled slightly.

On the stage, Shen Yu stood ramrod straight, staring intently at Shen Jiao: "Shen Yu of the Marquis of Anbo has issued a challenge. I ask you, Young Master Shen, do you dare to accept?"