However, Mo Shisheng looked impatient and seemed very dissatisfied with his decision to choose a master for him without his consent.
Nan Xiao was also slightly taken aback, "Could it be that..."
"Shut up, I don't want to hear a single word from you right now."
Before Nan Xiao could utter Ming Beiya's name, Mo Shisheng coldly cut him off, sternly silencing his next words.
Immediately, Nan Xiao dared not say another word, swallowing the rest of her words back down her throat, and dared not look at Mo Shisheng again.
Everyone: "..."
This is ruthless criticism! Are you the emperor?! Show some respect!
Qi Muxiao said that she was used to this scene, so she didn't have much of an emotional reaction.
Instead, I calmly picked up a glass of water and took a small sip. Hmm, the temperature was just right. A sip of hot water is so comforting.
*
Mo Shisheng didn't have to wait long before Ming Beiya and the fair-skinned boy who had stayed behind walked onto the arena together. Ming Beiya had changed into a silver outfit today, still wearing a fur coat over it, with all his hair hidden inside.
His stunningly beautiful face was perfectly suited to the harsh winter weather. As the snow slowly froze, his aura was hardly any warmer than the weather itself.
Only when their gaze fell upon Mo Shisheng did their warmth begin to return, as if the ice and snow were melting away.
"Princess, it's the third round."
Seeing that Mo Shisheng was staring intently at him, Ming Beiya had no choice but to whisper a reminder.
No sooner had he spoken than he received an even fiercer glare from Mo Shisheng.
He raised an eyebrow slightly, and it seemed that Ah Sheng was really angry.
It's understandable, though. She hates being forced to do things she doesn't want to do. Ah Sheng probably thought that he had to be her master to take responsibility for her.
Why……
Actually, Ah Sheng was too naive, Ming Beiya couldn't help but think to himself. How could he possibly just ask Ah Sheng to take responsibility for him?
Not only will he take responsibility, but from now on, he will stay by Mo Shisheng's side and never be separated again.
If Mo Shisheng knew what Ming Beiya was thinking right now, I wonder if she would be so angry she'd vomit blood...
"In the third round, I will close my eyes, count to three, and then open them. Whoever's hair I see first when I open my eyes wins."
Mo Shisheng thought of this idea all night. Since Ming Beiya wanted to pester her to take responsibility for him after she saw his hair, if he wanted to stay and win, he had to show his hair.
Regardless of the outcome, she will be the one who controls the conclusion, so she won't lose out.
hair?
Upon hearing Mo Shisheng's rules for this round of competition, no one understood why hair was used as a criterion.
However, Ming Beiya knew perfectly well that the fair-skinned boy's hair was exposed. If he wanted to win, he had to expose his hair so that Asheng could avoid taking responsibility for him.
Well, I have to say, Ah Sheng really has a lot of clever ideas.
However, Ah Sheng seems to have overlooked one thing: the devil is always one step ahead of the saint.
She is the Dao, while he, Ming Beiya, is the Demon.
Ming Beiya's lips curled slightly. "Okay."
"Let's begin."
Mo Shisheng gently closed her eyes, her heart pounding exceptionally fast. This was the third round. If Ming Beiya won, she could avoid taking responsibility. But why was she so nervous? She couldn't let anything go wrong…
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