Raising his hand to rub his nose, Yang Tian's eyes flashed with curiosity.
"You don't seem angry."
He originally thought that someone like Qiao Xue, who came from a high-class family and had outstanding talents, would definitely feel angry when being treated by these monks meditating and fighting dogs.
However, looking at Qiao Xue like this, she didn't seem to care.
"Um."
Hearing this, Qiao Xue nodded, with a touch of relief on her face.
"Thanks for reminding me, I know how to solve it now."
"......ha?"
Hearing this, Yang Tian was stunned.
He reminded Qiao Xue earlier just to tell her that there was no need to waste any more words.
Because for this group of people, no matter how much you say or how reasonable you say, they don't care.
That's not what they wanted to see from the beginning.
He didn't tell Qiao Xue how to solve this matter.
and......
Looking at the fighting spirit gradually emerging on Qiao Xue's face, Yang Tian felt inexplicably panicked.
no......
What on earth did this lady think of?
Why does he feel something is wrong?
"bass!"
Just as he was thinking about it, Yang Tian heard the sound of a sword being unsheathed.
The next moment, he saw Qiao Xue raising the long sword in her hand and landing it directly in front of Zhao Jian's eyes.
"Come and fight!"
As soon as the words fell, the entire arena, including Yang Tian, could not help but widen their eyes.
However, upon seeing Qiao Xue's actions, the surrounding monks howled with excitement as if they had been given blood.
"Okay! That's how it should be!"
"Having been chatting for so long, I can finally get to the point!"
"Come to fight, come to fight! The head of the Qiao family has already said so, the people of the He family should not be timid!"
"that is!!"
...
As these shouts reached the arena, the head of the He family and Zhao Jian seemed to finally notice something, and a look of deep surprise flashed across their faces.
They all looked at Qiao Xue in unison, their eyes full of shock.
"You, what do you want to do?!"
Hearing this, Qiao Xue curled her lips, but did not look at them. Instead, her eyes fell on Xiaoyao layman beside her.
"Referee, my Qiao family should have won the last arena match, right?"
Hearing this, Master Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, then his eyes fell on the corpse, and then nodded.
Everyone who participated in the arena was dead, so naturally the Qiao family won.
Hearing this, Zhao Jian and others looked very ugly, and the He family stepped forward and tried to find an argument with Xiaoyao Jushi.
"How can that be done? I've already told Qiao Niannian..."
Before he finished speaking, a pair of hands fell on his shoulders. Then, Yang Tian pulled him into his arms, put his arms around his neck, and controlled him firmly.
"Master He, it's just a trivial matter, why bother with it so much?"
"Although there is no age limit for competition in the ring, you are so old that it is enough to bully a child. Not to mention..."
Having said this, Yang Tian paused for a moment, and an inexplicable smile flashed across his face.
