"Agreed!" Gong Juese was particularly pleased to agree, and also very forthright. "I was just fretting about not having a fight, wanting to spar with Zhuzhu to limber up, and now I can spar with you!"
Meng Zhuqing: "..." And yet you say I'm your junior uncle... Look at how you always treat me...
An Jing looked at Meng Zhuqing sympathetically, but before she could speak, Gong Juese opened her mouth again, a skeptical look on her face: "But, are you... sure you want to spar with me? I feel like I could take you down in just a couple of moves. If that happens, it wouldn't be much fun to fight."
An Jing couldn't help but laugh, "You're really underestimating me. Perhaps in the end, you won't take me down, instead I might be the one to take you down."
"Hahaha..." Gong Juese laughed heartily, "Such a big talker, I've never lost a fight."
An Jing also laughed, "Neither have I, I've never lost a fight either."