Rebirth: I Became the Tyrant's Little Ancestor

"I am here to rob you of your love!" On their first meeting, he saved her, but then domineeringly pulled her into his arms.

In her past life, she repaid the wrong kindness and loved t...

Chapter 77 Winning and Losing

She braced herself with her hands on the ground, her legs trembling, and slowly stood up.

Seeing large beads of sweat sliding down her cheeks, Fu Liu cried out with heartache, "Miss, give up. You and the city lord are just competing; there's no need to fight so hard."

There's no need to continue; everyone knows the young lady lost.

Mo Yunlan looked up at Mo Yunzhao, who was backed by the setting sun. His figure was somewhat blurry, and the sunlight was a little too bright for her eyes.

"No, I want to go to A-Zhao."

His smile was firm, brighter and more dazzling than the sunshine.

Mo Yunzhao couldn't see it, but these words made her smile, her eyes filled with tears.

My sister has never given up on her.

Mo Yunlan stood up, her legs trembling, despite the oppressive aura. "Ah Zhao, continue. Don't hold back."

"good."

Mo Yunzhao then released his magic power without hesitation, causing the pressure to be directed at Mo Yunlan.

She listened intently, and with each sound of someone falling to the ground and getting up, she intensified her pressure.

Each time it gets stronger than the last.

Each time, Mo Yunlan was forcefully pressed to the ground by the oppressive force.

But each time, Mo Yunlan persevered against the oppressive force, stood up strong, struggled to lift her feet which felt like they weighed a thousand pounds, and then stepped out.

Each time she overcame a difficulty, her face paled a little more, but her smile deepened a little more.

Finally, Mo Yunlan collapsed in front of Mo Yunzhao, and with all her might, she raised her numb arm and patted her calf.

"Mo Yunzhao, I've hit you."

After saying that, she fell backward to the ground, breathing heavily, and then burst into laughter.

Mo Yunzhao bent down, smiled, and extended his hand. "However, you still lost."

But in my heart, my older sister won.

Mo Yunlan held her hand, used it to help her stand up, and then pressed her whole body against Mo Yunzhao.

"Great, I'm happy to lose."

This time, she truly believed that A-Zhao no longer needed the repair pill.

Seeing that Mo Yunzhao's body was bent over from being pressed down, Fu Liu quickly came over to help.

Fu Liu took a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her face, scolding her with heartache.

"Young Miss, you really are something else. If you knew you were going to lose, you should have just admitted defeat. Why did you have to be so stubborn and keep asking for trouble? Luckily it was the city lord. If it were someone else, they would probably be dead."

Mo Yunlan took the water bottle handed to her by Fu Liu, drank it all in one gulp with gusto, and then roughly wiped it with her sleeve.

"I want to know where my body's limits are, so that I'll have a better understanding if something happens in the future. But starting today, I need to intensify my training."

Mo Yunzhao lowered her eyes. Her elder sister meant that she knew the limits and how long she could protect her if she were in danger in the future, until reinforcements arrived.

"Sister, people have unlimited potential, which will be unleashed when faced with challenges."

In her past life, her elder sister was already on her deathbed, but she still clung to her last breath, protecting her until reinforcements arrived.

Although her legs were still weak when she stood, Mo Yunlan managed to catch her breath.

She looked down at Mo Yunzhao, and gently stroked the corner of her eye with tenderness, "Sister really wants you to see this colorful world, to see the beautiful things, and to see your sister."

Mo Yunzhao raised her eyes and smiled faintly, "Yes."

"So you're agreeing to let His Highness the Crown Prince treat your eyes?" Mo Yunlan asked happily.

"No, elder sister..."

She didn't say.

Mo Yunlan angrily interrupted her, "No going back on your word, or I'll pinch your little ear."

"Sister..."

Mo Yunlan held her hand and shook it gently: "Ah Zhao, Zhao Zhao'er, little Zhao'er, good Zhao'er, just say yes to your sister~"

Mo Yunzhao felt goosebumps all over his body. Unable to resist his rude older sister's coquettishness, he nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, let him try."