"Isn't this little rabbit? Long time no see."
Hearing the voice, Xiao Wu immediately turned around. Looking at Zhao Zilong and Meng Yiran, she said, "Zilong, Yiran, why are you two here?!"
The moment she said that, Xiao Wu felt incredibly foolish. Of course they were here to take part in the competition!
"Isn't that obvious? Yiran and I are both members of the Imperial Fighting Team." Zhao Zilong looked at Xiao Wu somewhat speechlessly. Xiao Wu no longer had the Lovesick Heartbreak Red, nor did she have any means of concealing herself. Unless she wanted to die, she probably would not participate in the Spirit Master Competition. Still, Zhao Zilong did not want to deliberately disrupt the plot, so he had thoughtfully prepared something that could conceal her aura. Should he give it to her now?
After all, only if Xiao Wu competed in the Soul Fighting Arena matches would her identity possibly be exposed. Only when she exposed herself would Tang Hao be drawn out, allowing him a chance to sign in on Tang Hao. Otherwise, with Tang Hao hiding in the shadows, there was simply no way to sign in on him!
As for Tang San, forget it! He would have to wait until Tang San became the Tang Sect's sect master to sign in on him, and that would probably be five years from now.
Meng Yiran looked puzzled and asked, "Right, why are you here alone? Where are Tang San and the others?"
Xiao Wu felt a little embarrassed. She had run out on her own, so she immediately lied, "Xiao San and the others are at the inn right now! I just came out by myself."
Upon hearing Xiao Wu's words, a faint, almost imperceptible smile curled across Zhao Zilong's lips. Seeing his smile,