After a fierce clash, neither side had gained the upper hand.
The two returned to the dining table. Tuanzi and Little Lion, who had already been eating for an entire day, were still eating.
"Eh? Sister Shi'er, why is your face so red?" Tuanzi asked, food dangling from its mouth as it noticed Shi'er's flushed face.
Lan Shi'er raised a hand and touched her burning cheeks. "I had a match with your master. My blood and qi surged, so naturally my face turned red."
"Ah."
Tuanzi suddenly understood, then looked at Jiang Ping An. "Master, why are there bite marks on your shoulder? Did Sister Shi'er bite you? Why do people have to bite each other when fighting... mmph..."
Before it could finish, Lan Shi'er stuffed a piece of meat into its mouth, cutting off the rest of its words.
"Hurry up and eat. Once we're done, we still need to go shopping."
At the mention of shopping, Tuanzi's eyes immediately lit up, and it hurriedly crammed the rest of its food into its mouth.
After living such hard days for so many years, it could finally enjoy itself.
After eating, they wandered throughout the imperial city. The bustling atmosphere was highly relaxing.
However, an oppressive air clearly hung over the imperial city now.
Perhaps it was because the next match against the Wildsea Royal Clan was about to begin. People were nervous, worried that they would lose territory again.
Territory meant mineral resources. If those lands were occupied for too long, it would have an enormous impact on Blue Sea Country.
When Jiang Ping An learned that this battle was a deathmatch, he became nervous as well.
After all, Lan Shi'er would be taking part in this match.
For Lan Shi'er's safety, Jiang Ping An put her to sleep