Facing Shui Yue'er

"Sure. I can't control my sister's affairs anyway. As long as you can let it go."

Huo Wushuang patted Feng Xiaotian on the shoulder, feeling somewhat wistful.

"Heh."

The expression on Feng Xiaotian's face fell.

"Actually, it's not like I can't wait a little longer. Say, if Huo Wu fails, do you think she might turn around and look at me again?"

"..."

Huo Wushuang was suddenly at a loss for words.

He helplessly rubbed his forehead.

"Don't overthink it. It's not like you don't know my sister's personality. If she gets stubborn, it wouldn't be strange at all for her to climb straight into Ye Qiu's bed and get it over with in one step."

"Damn it! Can't you at least give me a little hope? I'm really kind of heartbroken here, okay?"

Feng Xiaotian could not help cursing.

"Enough, enough. Cut it out. Hurry back. If they find out we were spying on them, we're dead."

Huo Wushuang had no time to fool around with Feng Xiaotian and quickly lifted his foot to leave.

"Hey! Wait for me! Later, just say I went to the bathroom with you. That'll make it easier to explain!"

Feng Xiaotian raised a hand and hurried after Huo Wushuang toward the competition area.

"Damn it! What kind of two grown men go to the bathroom together?!"

Huo Wushuang scoffed at Feng Xiaotian's excuse.

But soon enough.

When he saw Huo Wu, he had no choice but to use that excuse.

Ye Qiu returned to the camp.

No one was standing in the courtyard. Liu Erlong and the others had probably already returned to their respective rooms.

As for Meng Yiran.

She seemed to have been pulled away by Dugu Yan.

Though one possessed a Beast Martial Spirit and the other a Tool