"Whether she's pregnant doesn't matter."
Only after she left did Ye Qingtan make that remark.
She gave Li Tianming an approving glance, then said to Ye Yichen, "See that? Learn a little of his quick wit."
Ye Yichen looked embarrassed and admitted honestly, "I can't."
"Brother Yichen's great wisdom hides behind apparent simplicity," Li Tianming said.
"You flatter me, you flatter me..."
Ye Yichen truly regarded Li Tianming with admiration. He imagined himself in the same situation and knew he would never have said something like, "I'll marry them all."
Remembering something, he said, "I heard that although Yan Huachen and Princess Mo are cousins, Yan Huachen has feelings for her. King Yan Wei and Consort Daoyin were also trying to arrange their marriage before this. Today, however, Consort Daoyin changed her mind. From what I saw of Yan Huachen, he harbors tremendous resentment toward you. Although you both represent Xuanting, I'm afraid he'll hate you even more than the God's Tomb Cult's geniuses do, and throw everything he has at you."
"Yan Huachen?" Li Tianming paused. "Am I facing him?"
Ye Yichen was slightly taken aback by the question. Then he pointed at the tournament bracket above, which now showed only the final sixteen. "The original sixty-four contestants were divided into sixteen groups of four, with only one advancing from each group. You and Yan Huachen advanced from the third group from the beginning and the third group from the end, respectively. That's why you'll meet."
Li Tianming roughly understood the rules; he simply hadn't looked closely.
"Yan Huachen performed very well this time. He defeated a second-level Destiny Eonic God from the God's Tomb Cult and unexpectedly advanced," Ye Yichen said.
That explained it. Li Tianming had been wondering why the God's Tomb Cult hadn't arranged someone to