Sparring with Fu Hua

"The buns here were really delicious. I'd come back to buy some more next time."

As Xu Yanwu said this, he completely failed to notice the strange look Third Uncle was giving him.

Xu Yanwu simply left with Fu Hua, carrying away a large bag of buns as he went.

Holding several hundred yuan in his hands, Third Uncle thought it over and finally decided...

He could talk about this with the others for an entire day.

Xu Yanwu and Fu Hua headed toward the training grounds. As he bit into a bun, Xu Yanwu tried to find something to talk about.

"Fu Hua, um... about what I said last night, did you... did you feel..."

"Let's leave what happened last night as it is for now."

Fu Hua spoke with a perfectly normal expression. "We came to the Jiang Family on official business, so naturally, official business comes first."

"As for everything else, we should set it aside for the time being."

Fu Hua's words choked back the mountain of things Xu Yanwu had been prepared to say.

"...Oh..."

Xu Yanwu chewed his bun dejectedly.

He had thought Fu Hua might overthink it, but apparently, his words had not affected her too much?

Yet as Fu Hua spoke, the hand holding that book tightened.

Last night, she had rushed to the Jiang Family library overnight and found this book.

After reading for most of the night, she had finally managed to dispel part of the effect Xu Yanwu had had on her yesterday.

Though she was somewhat sleepy from staying up all night... Fu Hua still forced herself to stay alert.

"Then, Fu Hua, the exchange matches start today, right? As a student... you should be taking part, shouldn't you?"

Xu Yanwu suddenly remembered this and asked Fu Hua,