Two hours later.
The speech finally ended.
Zhang Miaomiao hurried over from backstage. Her eyes glimmered as she looked at Chen Shouyi. "Chief Chen, Renren Daily would like to interview you!"
Chen Shouyi, who had been about to leave, paused in surprise.
This was unprecedented.
When he had received the God Slaying Medal, he hadn't even been interviewed. They had only mentioned him briefly in an inconspicuous spot on the second page.
A thought flashed through his mind. "Sure. When?"
"It's almost noon. How about one o'clock, after lunch?" Zhang Miaomiao suggested.
"Sounds good!"
Jiangnan Martial Arts Academy warmly hosted him for lunch.
A seventeen-year-old girl sat beside him as his companion, her expression stony and her face giving him no warmth at all.
After the banquet ended, they walked outside. Seeing that no one was around, Chen Xingyue lowered her voice. "Brother, are you crazy? How could you do something so dangerous just now?"
"Ahem..." Chen Shouyi couldn't help coughing. "I'm fine, aren't I? The bullets couldn't hurt me at all!"
Though his head was still ringing a little from being struck by the bullet.
"But what if something had gone wrong?" She kept a stern face. Even now, thinking about it made her heart race. She'd nearly been scared to death.
"What could've gone wrong? I've even blocked rifle rounds, let alone pistol bullets." Chen Shouyi waved it off, then remembered something and warned her, "Don't go blabbing, okay?"
"Hmph!" Chen Xingyue turned her head away.
What did that hmph mean?
He thought it over, but there was no dealing with his little sister. He couldn't exactly pin her to the ground and beat her up, so he threatened her instead. "Do you still want me to give you anything good?"
Then he pulled a golden scale from