Before the Final Stage

Merchants of all kinds seized the opportunity to launch major promotions, selling Silver Dragon Princess-themed souvenirs. Even support merchandise for "Long Sheng Ye (Wu Yang Jin)" had sold out.

The Federation military and security forces had long been on high alert to prevent any unrest at the venue.

Everyone knew that this Martial Arts Tournament to Seek a Spouse was not merely a matter of romance. It also tugged at the nerves of every major power, and any accident could trigger consequences beyond measure.

Meanwhile, in the competitors' lounge, Wu Yang Jin pushed open the door and immediately saw a familiar figure.

Lan Fo Zi!

At that moment, there were only Wu Yang Jin and Lan Fo Zi in the lounge.

The others apparently had yet to arrive, leaving the entire room exceptionally quiet.

Yet the instant Lan Fo Zi saw Wu Yang Jin, a radiant smile bloomed across her face, carrying a little delight, a little excitement, and a touch of bashfulness like a young girl with something on her mind.

"Benefactor!" Like a nimble little cat, Lan Fo Zi practically pounced at him and pressed herself against Wu Yang Jin's side. Her brilliant purple eyes blinked as she looked him over from head to toe.

"You finally came! I thought those boring reporters and fans would have trapped you outside!"

"Hey, hey, what are you so excited about? Didn't we just see each other?" Wu Yang Jin said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry as he reached out to steady her, afraid she might crash into him in her excitement.

"How is that the same?" Lan Fo Zi puffed out her cheeks in displeasure and looked up at him, though the corners of her lips could not stop rising.

"You're the center of attention now! When I