Chapter 2812: Scram
2812 Scram
Just now, she realized that she shouldn't be overly conceited and needed to broaden her perspective.
/There might be someone more exceptional than her in the younger generation of her family clan, right?/
/But that might not be the case. It just didn't include Qiao Mu, that's all!/
Qiao Mu had surpassed her, Mu Rouxuan. This was utterly unacceptable.
Anyone who outshone her was evidently superior to Qiao Mu.
/How could she allow Qiao Mu to surpass her??/
Mu Rouxuan could almost envision her parents' disappointed gazes when they looked at her.
In terms of appearance, the delicate and charming daughter she had diligently nurtured already stood out from the rest. Yet now, even the talisman technique her family clan had always taken pride in seemed pale in comparison.
Mu Rouxuan's petite face had paled noticeably from the sudden realization.
When she stole a glance at her Brother beside her, an incessant pang of heartache gripped her.
Her Big Bro's bright eyes were entirely focused on Qiao Mu.
Big Bro only had eyes for Qiao Mu. That girl was his most gifted younger sister.
/He had no attention left for her!/
/Did this imply that in the future, Father, Grandpa, Uncle, and even the entire family clan would overlook her, Mu Rouxuan, and favor only Qiao Mu?/
Crack. An almost imperceptible shattering sound echoed within her heart.
In the blink of an eye, she snapped back to reality.
Mu Rouxuan lowered her gaze, her expression subtly contorting.
Just now, a crack had emerged in her spiritual niche.
/Ah, did it actually cause her spiritual niche to shatter from the sudden mental assault by a quilt?/
Mu Rouxuan felt as if she had been struck by lightning.
The blow Jin Chaoyang suffered wasn't any better than hers.
Jin Chaoyang was completely unprepared for this loss. He sat limply on the ground, bewildered.
The fourth wave of attacks had broken two ribs in his chest, so how could he dare to face the fifth wave head-on?
Even though he had evaded, the deep pit behind him served as a constant reminder that he had lost.
/He had lost, he had lost completely. He had lost in front of everyone, and his pride had vanished!/
He reflexively glanced in the direction of Holy Son Miyan.
They saw that His Excellency the Holy Son's handsome face was clouded with displeasure.
He tightly pressed his lips together. Although he didn't say anything, the frustration he was suppressing in his eyes was unmistakable.
She had initially wanted to find someone to humiliate and teach a lesson in humility, but the outcome was completely opposite to her intentions.
The little stoic gave Jin Chaoyang, who had noticed her, a cold look and nonchalantly said, "Yang Chao Jin accepts your bet. Pay up and leave the Imperial Academy immediately."
Yang Chao Jin... Everyone silently looked at Jin Chaoyang, who was lying on the ground.
The little lady swiftly recited the other person's name backward. Fine, you bet, you pay. Jin Chaoyang could only accept it.
"You, don't cross the line," Jin Chaoyang's face darkened with anger, and his lips trembled as he spoke.
The little stoic glared at Dean Yun in frustration. "Why are all the students in your academy so unreasonable?"
"He was the one who initiated the challenge earlier, and he's also the one refusing to accept defeat now!"
"With such a despicable character, how can he even be my classmate? Why aren't you telling him to get lost immediately?"
"If you keep arguing, I'll make sure you regret it." The little stoic's patience had reached its breaking point, and her cold black eyes bore into Jin Chaoyang. "Do you get it?"
Jin Chaoyang shuddered, and his entire body jolted. He turned to Dean Yun beside him, desperate for assistance.
But even Dean Yun couldn't assist him now...