157 Coercion

"Lou Xingchen has conceded, and the prefecture competition has ended. Lou Qianxue, put away your sword!" The Prefectural Governor spoke in a firm tone, but with an ugly expression.

The prefecture competition had ended, and it meant that other people could make their moves.

"No." Lou Qianxue shouted. "The prefecture competition may have ended, but the grudge between us hasn't!"

As she prepared to attack, suddenly—

"Audacious! Get your hands off!"

An old man's roar shouted at her.

In the next moment,

The hand with which Qianxue was holding her sword trembled. Even the Frost Sword shook too much that Lou Qianxue could not even move it half a centimeter down.

At the same time, a slim dark figure stepped on stage.

Pa!

He slapped Lou Xingchen, and the ice crystals on her melted in front of everyone.