Liu Yiqing was startled but not angered by Ning Que's words; instead, a look of recognition flashed through his eyes, "I have been meditating on the futon for the past few days," he explained indifferently. "Even though I did not mean to, I affected the cleanliness of the Academy. That is why I tried to clean up by myself. I have practiced this a lot, so it's not really worth admiring."
Ning Que did not expect that Liu Yiqing would remain calm and so grew vigilant, even though he did not allow it to show on his face. He smiled and said, "I am more accustomed to using a broomstick."
Liu Yiqing smiled at him mockingly, wondering if they had to argue for a while before commencing the battle. It seemed like the rumors about Ning Que were correct; he would never miss the opportunity to mess with his opponent's mood.