Yu Xunge did not even know what to say. Just imagining herself in that position, she could feel the crushing weight of that pressure.
Good thing her own teacher was not Tian Huhaoqi... Otherwise, how could she sleep?
She cautiously studied Zhuri's expression, but could not read anything from it. "Only the Godly Game can unlock Tian Huhaoqi. Can I still participate after graduation? You've won more than five championships. Can you recommend me for the competition then?"
"No." Zhuri said, "Once you pass seventeen, you will never be eligible for the Godly Game again. It will not stop and wait for you."
After saying that, she told her apprentice, "Give me one of your hands."
Yu Xunge asked, "Which one?"
Zhuri said, "Either."
Yu Xunge obediently held out her less-used left hand. Whether at school or outside, she always wore fingerless gloves to hide the pattern on the back of her hand. But she had just gotten up and naturally was not wearing gloves. The lantern on the back of her hand stood out conspicuously.
The next second, Zhuri reached beneath her apprentice's palm and gripped her wrist. The cub's hand did not even look as large as two of the elf's finger joints pressed together.
Black flames flared up and wrapped around Yu Xunge's right hand. That wisp of black fire coiled tightly around Furious Moon like a python, ready to crush it apart.
The elf gradually tightened her grip. Yu Xunge could not help letting out a muffled groan. She could not break free and could only endure the pain as she glared furiously at Zhuri.
A notification sounded in her mind.
Warning. Warning. Godly Relic is about to be destroyed—Godly Relic is about to be destroyed...
Yu Xunge glared at Zhuri with reddened eyes,