Lu Qingshan wore a slight smile on his face but did not respond verbally.
Wen Miaoyuan was so naïve, clearly a Spiritual Cultivator who had grown up in a sheltered environment. Even though she was a Seven Flower Cultivator, Lu Qingshan was confident enough to win against her.
However, he owed the Shui Yue Pavilion Master a great deal, so unless Wen Miaoyuan crossed his line, he was unwilling to raise his hand against the niece of the Shui Yue Pavilion Master.
One should respect the friend to respect the friend's connections; that was the most basic principle of interpersonal relationships.
"Could it be you dare not?" Wen Miaoyuan hadn't thought it through this much. Seeing Lu Qingshan's behavior, dissatisfaction arose in her heart, "Mr. Lu, if you accept the challenge, even if you lose to me, I could still think it's merely because your cultivation isn't as advanced as mine.
