Upon hearing that, Grace fell silent. She knew she could not make decisions for Ricky.
It became obviously apparent to Ricky, who had just realized that. He stepped forward and sneered, "What do you want, Wade?"
"Your waste, I dare you to fight a battle of death and life with me, just to solve all the grudges between us," Wade replied viciously.
"You, a warrior at the sixth grade of Skin Refinement, want to challenge me, a warrior at the fourth grade of Skin Refinement? Shame on you! I am not an idiot," Ricky replied with a hint of a smile on his lips.
"You……" Wade trailed off, upon hearing that.
It was the truth: if Ricky refused to fight him, nobody would look down upon Ricky but Wade himself, because Ricky was wise enough to turn down the challenge from someone far more stronger than him.
"I will fight a battle to the death with you after a month," Ricky suddenly declared.
Immediately, Connie and Wade were filled with relief. And yet, doubt still lingered in them. "Ricky, as a warrior, you must stay true to your word."
"I have never gone back on my word. Now, you two can go and spread the news to everyone in the Snow Sect. Now leave my master's yard!" Ricky spat, a hard glint in his eyes.
"You little bastard, you've acted recklessly and blindly. I hope you can remember what you have said today. Otherwise, even if your master protects you, you will also perish here!" Connie hissed furiously.
She turned and stomped away with Wade.
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"The ultimate battle to the death! Only one month to prepare! Are you sure? Wade is actually a warrior at the seventh grade of Skin Refinement." After the heated departure of Connie and Wade, Grace suddenly asked Ricky.
"What?! ! Is Wade a warrior at the seventh grade of Skin Refinement? I thought he's at the sixth grade! Why didn't you tell me that earlier, or just hold me back?" Upon finding out that Wade was at the seventh grade of Skin Refinement, Ricky was startled.
There was an even greater barrier between the sixth and the seventh grade of Skin Refinement. Ricky was confident that he could beat Wade if he was at the sixth grade of Skin Refinement. But he didn't know whether he could win if Wade was at the seventh grade.
Even if he was making progress, so was Wade.
"You didn't ask," Grace answered calmly. "You'd better start training intensively. Otherwise, you're going to die in a month."
Ricky looked at Grace helplessly for several moments. But he had no time to wallow in regret. Everyone in the Snow Sect would be hearing news from Connie and Wade already.
"Master, what is the relationship between Connie and the young man whose arm was broken by me?" Now that he couldn't do anything to cancel the competition with Wade, he decided to ask about some other things.
"He could very well be Connie's son!" Grace replied, and then she revealed something else about Connie.
Connie led a life of decadence, despite the fact that she was one of the core disciples. Through the years, she had affairs with many of the other disciples—and that was how Hurley was conceived.
So Connie acted recklessly, doing what she wanted, and cared for nobody in the Snow Sect. Under the protection of those men, she and her son led this lifestyle.
"So that's why. But she seemed to be afraid of you," Ricky murmured, enlightened.
Without replying, Grace turned and entered her room.
"Oh my master..." Ricky shook his head, gently. However, he did feel a little happy. Because compared to what had happened to him after his father's capture, staying here would be considered the best time in his life.
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