The Competition Begins

"Isn't it about time we went to eat?" Feng Wuyu suddenly asked.

Zhuo Shi immediately caught on and solemnly coughed twice. "Rare for an old fool like you to have such a sharp mind. I just saw in those short videos that skipping breakfast for one day cuts ten years off your lifespan!"

Feng Wuyu stared at him in surprise. "Is it really that exaggerated?"

Zhuo Shi looked at him disdainfully. "I've told you to pay more attention to the news. This is a trending topic among young people nowadays. You can't even keep up with the times—you're really going to be out."

That only left Feng Wuyu even more confused. "Can you speak Chinese when you talk, old man? Why are you throwing English around? What does 'out' mean?"

"Look it up yourself." With that, Zhuo Shi lazily walked out of the competition venue.

Elder Cai and Feng Wuyu immediately followed him. They did not have the nerve to cast off their burdens in front of two veteran Limit Douluo.

Watching them leave, Elder Long could not help sighing. "I remember Old Bei had to put quite a bit of effort into pursuing you back then, didn't he?"

Long Yeyue shot him a glance. "Why do you ask?"

Elder Long's expression froze slightly before he patiently explained, "Something that spread so widely back then, and you, the person involved, don't know about it?"

"When you first entered Shrek Academy, you were already the famous number one beauty of the Inner courtyard. I remember that besides Old Bei, there was also someone named Chen Xin Jie pursuing you, right?"

"It was fortunate that Old Bei was quick-witted enough to make the first move. Otherwise, you might really have been swept away by that fellow."

Long Yeyue looked at him speechlessly.