When Dai Mubai left, Dai Yao said mysteriously, "Don't worry. We'll meet again in the future."
Dai Mubai was baffled. "What do you mean?"
"You'll understand in the future."
····· next day.
Facing the rising morning light, Dai Yao opened his eyes.
After a simple wash, he changed into a plain white outfit.
Zhu Zhuqing extended both hands and carefully helped him straighten his clothes, smoothing out the wrinkles. She kept her head lowered and said nothing.
Dai Yao understood her feelings. He stroked her back and comforted her. "Don't worry. It'll be fine."
Zhu Zhuqing could no longer hold back and threw herself into Dai Yao's arms.
Her body was trembling, and Dai Yao noticed.
"You have to win. You have to come back alive." Zhu Zhuqing's voice was choked with tears.
"I promise you. I will." Dai Yao spoke solemnly.
When he opened the door, two people were waiting outside.
They were Feng Wutong and Zhang Xiaofan, and neither made any attempt to hide their worry.
Dai Yao could not help joking, "Why are you both pulling such long faces? It's not like I'm never coming back."
"And you still have the mood to joke?" Feng Wutong could not help rolling her eyes at him.
"Your opponent is the Second Prince, who has been famous throughout the academy for years. He's incredibly powerful and renowned. Although no one thinks highly of your chances, we'll definitely cheer for you from the sidelines."
Zhang Xiaofan chimed in from the side.
"Do you really have so little faith in me?" Dai Yao said with a laugh.
Looking at their two worried faces, he stopped joking and said seriously, "Don't worry. I'll definitely win this duel."
Although neither of them knew where Dai Yao's confidence came from, his tone made them relax