Feeling the soft touch in his hand, Dugu Chen would have swung his halberd around at once if he had not sensed no danger.
Suddenly, a hand slipped into his palm. It was far too frightening, and seeing Dugu Yan leaning against his side, Dugu Chen knew it was not her hand.
Dugu Yan's hand was rather slender, with distinct knuckles, whereas this hand was soft and plump, even gentler to the touch.
Dugu Chen had felt this sensation before. Glancing at the quietly standing girl beside him, he tried to pull his captured hand away. Unfortunately, she held it tightly. To avoid attracting attention with too much movement, he did not use much force. When he found he could not pull free, he could only give up.
But Dugu Chen was not someone to be bullied. To keep the others from noticing, he shifted slightly and blocked their view with his body. Then he gently hooked his fingers over her palm. Not bad—this soft little hand really did feel comfortable to squeeze.
Looking at Dugu Yan resting against his shoulder, Dugu Chen suddenly felt a thrill in his heart.
Ye Lingling, behind him, watched Dugu Chen block half her view. Feeling the tingling in her palm, her face reddened slightly, and the corners of her lips lifted beneath her veil.
Liu Ze looked around at everyone and said loudly, "Students, since the Soul Master Tournament was founded, the Heaven Dou Empire has never won a championship. I believe you can break that record. The Empire's glory is in your hands!"
Looking at Liu Ze as he bowed, Dugu Chen knew he was a true son of Heaven Dou. Though it was a mess, it was still his homeland. There were still many people like Liu Ze, willing to throw