Seeing this, Tingbao lowered the hand covering her mouth, grabbed the man's arm, and gave it a shake. "I already made plans with Brother Wang yesterday. Won't you help me out?"
The man shuddered from her shaking. Fortunately, he was a little taller than Tingbao, or she might have lifted him like a chick. Even so, his body swayed like willow catkins in the wind.
"O-Okay, Tingbao. Then I'll go home and make something to eat while I wait for you."
Left with no choice, the man agreed to her request. Brother Wang was upright and generous. He trusted him!
Passersby shook their heads one after another. This man's story was a little convoluted—and a little green, too. Still, Brother Wang clearly had quite the heavy taste. Both men deserved everyone's respect.
Time passed quickly. Before anyone noticed, it was already time for the matches to begin, and the spectators had long since taken their seats.
Xue Ye had not come to watch the matches today. After all, last night, he had not only taken the poison Qian Renxue had slipped him, but also swallowed a Vitality-Boosting Pill. Then, with one of his concubines in the harem...
The royal family still attached great importance to this tournament. Though Xue Ye had not come, he had sent Crown Prince Xue Qinghe to see whether there were any talents worth nurturing.
Qian Renxue sat in the seat Xue Ye had occupied yesterday, though the chair itself had been replaced. Salas and Ning Fengzhi remained in the same seats as yesterday. As judges for the Preliminary Round, they would be watching the matches throughout.
"Bishop Salas, you seem to be in a very good mood today. Is there something that could make a Platinum Bishop like you so happy?"
Ning Fengzhi watched the