To persuade Zhang Yang to agree to her suggestion, Jiang Ying deliberately flattered him with a smile. "Both senior brothers are masters of the sword. How could a duel between you two proceed without an audience to cheer you on? I'll bring some friends along to watch—you don't have any objections, do you?"
She had already made up her mind: she would tell Dongfang Jian about this as soon as possible. With that troublemaker’s love for drama, he would surely spread the word everywhere. By the time a crowd gathered to watch, the only one left to lose face would be Zhang Yang.
Sure enough, her words made Zhang Yang drift on clouds of vanity, and a little spark of ambition ignited deep within him. He had no way of knowing that this seemingly innocent little rabbit was actually digging a pit for him to jump into.
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