As Feng Wu’s archenemy, of course Zuo Qingluan couldn’t live with that.

It was incredible!

Zuo Qingluan didn’t plan to intervene, but when she heard Feng Wu’s name, she became very displeased.

She stared at Qiu Zeyu. “Keep talking.”

Qiu Zeyu said, “Feng Wu has defeated Tang Mingjiang, Xun Jinyuan and Lu Qinghe!”

Zuo Qingluan rolled her eyes at him.

She knew the level of all three students and had some idea of Feng Wu’s level because she had fought her before. It didn’t surprise her that Feng Wu had defeated the three boys.

“Is that it?” Zuo Qingluan asked indifferently.

She didn’t watch the competition because she didn’t want to see Feng Wu win.

Qiu Zeyu was taken aback.

Was that news not enough to persuade Miss Zuo?

Fine!

Qiu Zeyu played his last card. “His Royal Highness is here, too!”

Zuo Qingluan paled.

“His Royal Highness? Are you sure?” Her face went livid.

She didn’t want to see Feng Wu win, but what if Jun Linyuan saw it? He already was… No! He didn’t like Feng Wu at all! Feng Wu just wouldn’t leave His Royal Highness alone!

What if His Royal Highness really fell in love with Feng Wu after seeing her fight? Zuo Qingluan had a bad feeling.

No!

She sprang to her feet, her face dark.

“When did His Royal Highness come?” she asked hurriedly.

Qiu Zeyu knew he had caught Zuo Qingluan’s attention.

“His Royal Highness has been there since Feng Wu’s first battle. His eyes lit up every time Feng Wu won!”

Zuo Qingluan didn’t know what to say.

Qiu Zeyu glanced at her and added, “What if she can defeat Lv Haobei and Sheng Changtian?

“Feng Wu bragged that she would defeat all five players of the Military Academy. If that really happens, she’ll be so popular among the students!

“Moreover, His Royal Highness is watching, too. He’s your fiance now, but what if he falls in love with Feng Wu?”

Qiu Zeyu tried to prod Zuo Qiangluan into action.

“I’m sorry to say this, but Feng Wu is prettier.”

“Shut up!”

Zuo Qingluan waved her hand, and Qiu Zeyu smashed into the wall. He fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zuo Qingluan glared at Qiu Zeyu as if she was going to kill him.

The intimidating power made Qiu Zeyu’s heart beat fast, and he didn’t dare say a word.

Zuo Qingluan took out a dagger.

The blade glinted in the sunlight.

Qiu Zeyu paled.

He was terrified.

Was Zuo Qingluan going to kill him?

He had only been telling the truth. Zuo Qingluan wasn’t as pretty as Feng Wu.

No, he shouldn’t have said that.

Was he going to die?

He was about to beg for mercy, when Zuo Qingluan made her move.

Instead of attacking Qiu Zeyu, she slid the blade across her palm.