C329 The Bet

"Alright, then I'll go and defeat him."

As Chu Qiu spoke, she walked towards Wu Yue. He looked like a scheming person.

"Brat, what's your name? You have the cultivation of the Purple-Ghost General at such a young age? How come I can't tell?"

After Chu Qiu stood opposite Wu Yue, she asked him with a puzzled expression.

"Chu Qiu, you can't tell my cultivation, but I can tell yours