Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Guanghan’s legs were very long and one step of his was easily equivalent to two or three steps of Yun Qingyan’s, and it made her very upset indeed.
This stupid body of hers!
She was nearly fifteen but she was so ridiculously underdeveloped. She had no chest to speak of, no butt to speak of, her legs were pointlessly short, and there was nothing good at all.
In her memory, Yun Qingyan had access to all the food and drink she wanted, so why did she still look so undernourished?
But before Yun Qingyan could find an answer in her memories, an icy male voice broke her train of thought.
“Your speed.”
After leaving Yun Qingyan two or three meters behind him, Guanghan realized that she hadn’t kept up with him and the impatient look on his icy face intensified.
He stopped walking and turned to bark at Yun Qingyan. His tone of voice was flat and unfeeling, but the cold unfriendliness could be felt clearly.
Yun Qingyan looked up at how this man’s face was covered in frost as he was clearly so annoyed with her, but his clear and cold eyes didn’t look angry at all.
She broke into a smile and her eyes looked as if they were filled with pure water. In contrast, the angle of her lips was as sly as a fox’s.
She wagged a little finger as she grinned widely. “Are you upset that I’m too slow? Why don’t we compete and see who gets to the main house first? The person who loses will have to fulfill one request of the winner’s choosing.”
She could tell that even though Guanghan took care of her, deep inside, he still really couldn’t stand this useless bum.
He was a young man with a bright future, incredible pride, and had formidable talent, but he had been forced to protect this useless bum who was constantly infatuated with some other guy. It wasn’t hard to see why Guanghan felt both frustrated and indignant.
If she wanted this proud young man to give in to her willing, then the only way was to beat him soundly.
No matter the stupid things the Yun Qingyan of the past did, the current Yun Qingyan had the soul of the Floating Cloud Godly Sovereign version of Yun Qingyan. She wasn’t going to allow someone to be by her side remain next to her while looking down on her simultaneously.
“Enough of your nonsense!” Guanghan quietly snapped at her with a frown when he heard her challenge him.
The annoyance in his heart only increased. Yun Qingyan used to be difficult to like because she was always too timid and frail, but besides going too far in her attempts to woo Baili Qingxue, she never made any trouble.
“What’s wrong? You can’t take up a challenge from a useless good-for-nothing like me? Looks like the nickname of Sword of Guanghan isn’t that impressive after all…” The young lady smiled brightly, but her voice was so flippant and disdainful. Contrary to her provoking voice and looks, she continued to stand straight and puff her chest out like an evergreen pine tree and refused to give in or compromise.
Yun Qingyan seemed to have really changed.
What happened at the battling platform? How did it make her change this much?
There was some curiosity rising within Guanghan’s heart. It was too late by the time he heard that Yun Qingyan had gone by herself to the battling platform, but when he saw how Yun Qingyan was bloodied and dirtied all over, he could imagine what she must have gone through.
But then again, she had managed to walk out with so many injuries all by herself, and his assessment of her gained a few extra marks.
He looked down, then glanced calmly at Yun Qingyan. “I’ll let you have a five breath head start.”
It looked like she wasn’t going to move if he didn’t take up the challenge.
Since that was the case, he might as well take up the challenge and just treat it as helping her to pass time.
Guanghan clearly didn’t think that she would win at all. But in no time, he would realize that he was very wrong.
“I don’t need a five breath head start. Just one breath will do. I’m afraid you might lose too badly if you allow me five.”
Yun Qingyan’s arrogant smile was really provoking Guanghan now.
Even though he was normally calm and aloof, he felt his chest begin to heave and his expression darkened from getting angry.
Afraid that he might lose too badly? Wasn’t she afraid that her tongue would get struck by lightning if she bragged too much?
He never realized that the useless Young Mistress of the Yun family wasn’t just a good-for-nothing. She was also ridiculously narcissistic.