Mo Qingzhu nodded heavily once more, his face filled with gratitude.
Immediately afterward, he extended a single finger and used his own true essence as ink to write directly in the air:
"Young Master, in this match, Mo Qingzhu admits defeat."
Upon hearing this, the boy looked surprised and said,
Harem / Sci-fi
Xuanhuan / Martial Arts
LitRPG / Xuanhuan
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