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Su Ji paid it no mind.
He walked around behind Su Jiu.
A crisp sound rang out, exceptionally clear in the quiet courtyard.
Su Jiu's body suddenly stiffened.
"Hmm, a pretty good tribute indeed."
Su Ji nodded in satisfaction at the floating palace dress, his face showing an approving look that said, "I am very satisfied."
"You did very well."
"Your quota of Black-veined Iron for this month is waived."
Su Ji said this with utter confidence, taking Su Jiu from its hands.
As if he truly were that Steward Su who held the power of life and death.
"Hearing" this, the palace dress actually bowed its "waist" toward Su Ji in a human-like manner, as if paying its respects.
Then, it silently retreated from the room, even thoughtfully closing the door from the outside.
At this point, only Su Ji and the upside-down, suspended Su Jiu were left in this small room.
Su Ji walked over to the stone table, poured himself a bowl of wine, and downed it in one gulp.
Only then did he turn his gaze back to Su Jiu.
"Since you are a gift delivered right to my door..."
Su Ji grinned, revealing a mouthful of stark white teeth.
"Then I will..."
"...help myself."
Su Ji walked up to Su Jiu, reached out, and pinched her delicate little chin, forcing her to look him in the eye.
"Tsk, tsk."
He shook his head, a playful scrutiny on his face.
"Your temper is a bit fierce, and your eyes are quite stubborn."
"I just wonder if your body is as tough as your gaze."
Su Jiu trembled all over, infuriated by his frivolous words and actions. Her watery fox-like eyes burned with the flames of anger.
"Let me go!"
Her voice was somewhat hoarse from being hung upside down and from her anger.
"Let you go?"
Su Ji sneered, his fingers tracing down her smooth jawline.
"Since when is there a rule to return a gift delivered to the door?"
"Besides, this disobedient temper of yours needs a good grinding."
"Otherwise, how will you serve people in the future?"
Su Jiu's body, which should have been tense with anger, actually began to uncontrollably soften.
"You... you bastard!"
Su Jiu gritted her teeth, squeezing the words out from between them.
"Bastard?"
As if hearing a funny joke, Su Ji lowered his head and leaned close to Su Jiu's ear.
"I can be even more of a bastard."
His voice was like the whisper of a demon.
"Tell me, what would happen if I were to unravel these bothersome bandages on you right now, one by one?"
Su Jiu's pupils suddenly contracted.
She could even imagine the scene.
"Or..."
Su Ji's voice grew increasingly wicked.
"I could record your current appearance with a Shadow-Recording Stone..."
"You... you wouldn't dare!"
Su Jiu's voice became somewhat shrill due to extreme terror.
"Watch and see if I dare."
Su Ji chuckled lightly, but his finger movements became even bolder.
He could clearly feel Su Jiu's struggles becoming more violent.
He could even hear Su Jiu's barely audible whimpers suppressed deep in her throat.
He even noticed some spiritual energy on Su Jiu's body uncontrollably dissipating onto the ground.
It is over.
Only these words remained in Su Jiu's mind.
Su Ji also seemed to notice her change.
He raised his head and looked at Su Jiu's angry, pretty face, the smile on his face growing ever brighter.
"It seems you aren't that disobedient after all."
He took a sudden stride forward, wrapping his hands around the upside-down Su Jiu, as a domineering spiritual energy explosively struck out.
"Round ninety-two!"
Su Jiu's fox-like eyes instantly widened into perfect circles.
She wanted to struggle, wanted to resist, but with her limbs bound, her proud and exquisite movement techniques and palm strikes had no way of being unleashed against Su Ji's unreasonable frontal assault.
"Bas... bastard... let me down."
She squeezed the words through her teeth, her voice broken and carrying a hint of a sob.
Su Ji, however, turned a deaf ear.
...
"Round ninety-three!"
Inside the room, winds surged and clouds gathered.
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But the more this was the case, the more the pride and competitive spirit belonging to a Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox in her bones was stimulated.
...
It was unknown how long had passed.
When Su Ji let out a low roar, "Round ninety-nine!"
Su Jiu finally let out a sob that she could no longer suppress.
(Deleted)
...
Round one hundred.
(Deleted)
...
"Senior Brother."
Su Jiu's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, carrying a dream-like murmur.
Su Ji did not answer.
Right now, he could not speak either.
After a long time.
Su Ji finally seemed to catch his breath.
He looked down at the little fox beside him, who was too lazy to even lift her eyelids, wearing an extremely complex expression on his face.
He had won.
Although the victory was somewhat... unchivalrous.
But he had won in the end.
"Senior Brother."
Su Jiu's voice was somewhat hoarse from exhaustion.
"Are we... still going to spar?"
Su Ji's body stiffened imperceptibly.
He did not speak, merely staring upward as if trying to avoid something.
Seeing this, a triumphant smile finally appeared on Su Jiu's face.
"Alright, I know you are out of spiritual energy."
"I will not tease you anymore."
...
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