"It really is quite a coincidence. I wonder if your studio's competition couldn't go on anymore, which is why you love running over here so much?"
Lightning Studio's director strode over and sneered at the other side.
Her gaze swept over them briefly before settling on A Liang without betraying a hint of emotion.
"So calm..."
He was like a lake—without howling winds, without swimming fish, without duckweed...
As tranquil as a dead sea. Even the most stunningly gifted existence beneath heaven and earth would only vanish like fragrant jade if they fell into it.
That was the feeling A Liang gave her.
Strange. Mysterious.
Even at her level, she could not see through his cultivation, making her grow wary.
It seems the visitors mean trouble.
"Hahahaha, Miss Baihe, after all these years, you really haven't changed at all."
Canglan's CEO took off his sunglasses and reminisced with the Baihe he called out to as though they were old acquaintances.
"May I ask what business your company has coming all the way here?"
Baihe folded her arms and asked the man with a smile that was not quite a smile.
"Ah, it's nothing much. Isn't it just that our championship tournaments happened to be held on the same day? I figured internal sparring alone wasn't all that interesting."
"So, I brought our champion over to have a little spar with your champion."
Canglan's CEO spoke with utter certainty. Every word was provocative, and his tone brimmed with confidence.
"The champion—is it him?"
Baihe looked at A Liang.
Canglan's CEO smiled and nodded. "That's right."
"Of course, it's fine if you don't want to fight. I only brought our champion around for a casual stroll, nothing more."
He claimed there was no deeper meaning, but his words could not have been