Just as Zhang Chulan was sent flying backward, his posture was steadied by a hand from Feng Baobao, who had arrived who knows when.
Deeply moved that this woman had shown up to rescue him in his hour of need once more, Zhang Chulan barely had time to feel touched before a torrent of scolding drove those emotions right back down.
"Just for that tiny bit of competitive spirit, that little shred of pride, you use your own weaknesses to challenge someone else's strengths? Is your saber just for show?"
Chapter 197