On the arena, Yao Yu and Feng He stood facing each other, their expressions both complicated. Guilt filled Yao Yu's face. She gripped the jade token in her hand, about to crush it. Feng He's eyes, however, held a trace of a smile, though it was a bitter one. After gazing at each other for a long while, he put on a carefree smile. "Fairy Yao Yu, long time no see..."
"Big Brother Feng, I..." Yao Yu's red lips moved, but she stopped herself.
"Actually, you don't have to do this. If you don't like someone, you don't like them. You can't force it." Feng He seemed to be speaking to Yao Yu, yet also to himself. After a pause, he pointed to the jade token in her hand, his expression turning grave. "If you crush that token, it would be the greatest insult to me. I won't compete in the matches to come."
Seeing how resolute Feng He was, Yao Yu sighed and finally put the token away, helplessly.
"That's more like it. We've never had a proper match between us, even though I know I might not be your match." Feng's lips curved into a smile. He glanced around and, seeing no one watching, lowered his voice. "Fairy Yao Yu, may I ask you something?"
"Big Brother Feng, if there's something you want to ask, just ask. I will certainly..."
"You've met Zi Tiandu, haven't you? He meets every condition you mentioned, but you still didn't accept him." Feng He spoke directly, cutting Yao Yu off. "You could still make the excuse that Brother Zi doesn't like you. But what about Blood Child? He probably fits your conditions too, and he's hopelessly in love with you, yet you still didn't accept him. So those three conditions you mentioned