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Chapter 1200: Chapter 1198: You’re beautiful, whatever you say goes_1 Chapter 1200: Chapter 1198: You’re beautiful, whatever you say goes_1 As these words were spoken, Yang Wenxiao’s gaze grew colder.

Unable to hold back any longer, Qiao Xiaomai turned around to look at Qingye, curled her lips into a smile, “As a part of the Heavenly Empire, Daqi fears no challenge and is unconstrained by any rules. Do we really seem like anyone, even riffraff, can just come over and stir up trouble?”

While speaking, Qiao Xiaomai pointed at Qingye, her small face full of provocation, “A contest, is it? Fine, let’s do this, whoever loses must kowtow three times and from then on, whenever they see the victor, they must take a detour to avoid them. Prince Qingye, do you dare?”

Qiao Xiaomai’s face was enchantingly beautiful, not seeming like that of a decent woman, but at this moment, her charming features took on a fierce expression, which was quite provocative.

Stirred by this challenge, Qingye raised his hand to point at Prince Fengbao on the opera stage, and declared, “Look carefully, your challenger is Prince Fengbao. If you lose, you’ll have to follow Prince Fengbao to Longshi Country.”

On hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai let out a light scoff, “I’ll contest with Prince Fengbao, and I’ll contest with you, Prince Qingye. It was you, Prince Qingye, who had the word ‘untouchables’ hanging from your lips.”

After hearing this, Qingye chuckled, “I’m no match for Mr. Tong, and since Miss Qiao has made such a bold statement, you must be even better than Mr. Tong in martial arts. Then I’m certainly no match for you either. I won’t compete, I admit defeat. You just have your match with Prince Fengbao.”

These words caused some astonishment among those present.

Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow, a look of disdain on her small face, “It seems that Prince Qingye is only good at verbal Kung Fu.”

“Miss Qiao can say what she likes; these rules come from Longshi Country,” Qingye said, again pointing at Prince Fengbao on the opera stage, then sat down with the air of an unaffected bystander, still smiling, as if he was just there to watch the excitement.

Qiao Xiaomai “…”

Flexible and adaptable.

In this situation, either one has no shame, or there’s some plan in mind.

“Alright, Xiaomai, go up there and let everyone witness what it means to be daring and fearless in Daqi,” Yang Wenxiao spoke up, his voice lazy, eyes slightly narrowed as he glanced at Qingye before looking toward Prince Fengbao on the opera stage.

Prince Fengbao had been standing alone on the opera stage for quite a while, already impatient. Seeing that Qiao Xiaomai was going to come up and fight, he waved at her, a happy smile on his face, “Beauty, come on, let’s have a friendly exchange of moves.”

Seeing this, Tong Sanlang looked worried, “He is very strong, and his martial arts are not weak.”

Qiao Xiaomai was just strong. She had no martial arts skills; if Prince Fengbao used martial arts, then Qiao Xiaomai would not be able to take a single move.

Qiao Xiaomai nodded, “I know.”

As she spoke, she walked towards the opera stage and called out, “Prince, I do not know martial arts, shall we just compare strength today?”

“Sure,” Prince Fengbao immediately agreed. “Because you’re beautiful, whatever you say goes.”

At those words, Qiao Xiaomai couldn’t help but smile. She lifted her eyes to glance at Fengbao, his skin bronzed, his cheekbones prominent, a square and firm face, and a faint wildness about his bearing.

Born with Divine Power?

She raised an eyebrow and was about to climb up the ladder at the side of the stage when suddenly her body lightly flew up.

She started, but then remembered Tong Sanlang’s internal energy, and the shock on her face disappeared quickly.

She landed on the opera stage, just two meters away from Prince Fengbao.

“Amazing, you can use internal energy to send someone up!” Prince Fengbao turned his head incessantly to look at Tong Sanlang, his face full of amazement.

Qiao Xiaomai gave a modest smile, “I am no match for the prince. Please, make your move.”

She made a welcoming gesture with her hand.