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Si Yijing hurried over to Si Baining, clutching the Tactical Board. Her gaze swept quickly over the unconscious team members, the corners of her eyes lifting slightly as she asked, "What are you doing?"
Si Baining turned around, her lazy voice carrying a hint of teasing. "Can't you tell? I'm mooching a free treatment. It'll save us a lot of trouble."
"We're in the middle of the competition. Having such a powerful healer treat the children—what a good thing."
Si Yijing rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Auntie, you really never get up early unless there's something in it for you. You talked with her. Did you find anything out?"
Si Baining suddenly lowered her voice and leaned mysteriously closer to Si Yijing. "Myriad Leaves Flying Flower Stream. Have you ever heard that name?"
A faint ripple passed through Si Yijing's eyes. After thinking for a moment, she slowly shook her head.
"Even a little talented woman like you, who's read ten thousand books and prides herself on being well-informed, doesn't know it."
Si Baining gently rubbed her fingers together. Daylight fell over her, outlining her slightly furrowed brows. "Heh. Actually, I haven't heard of it either."
"That person and that art are as if they appeared out of thin air. There's something indescribably strange about them."
Si Yijing's pupils suddenly contracted, flickering light reflected in her eyes. "Could she be a successor of an Ancient Hidden Sect? Only that could explain the source of such a mysterious art."
Si Baining shook her head lightly, the warm jade hairpin in her hair swaying with the motion. "Who knows... There are too many secrets hidden in this world. What we understand is only the tip of the iceberg."
Her tone suddenly changed, and her fingertip brushed lightly