The next morning, in the Arena,
Feng Xiaotian, whose expression looked rather off, glanced at Huo Wu beside him and felt a little helpless.
Filled with adoration, he gritted his teeth as he watched the woman he loved making eyes at that fellow.
"What exactly is so good about that guy? Why does Huo Wu like him? Is it just because he's strong?"
Unable to understand, Feng Xiaotian sighed, glanced at Huo Wu, then walked off to the side.
As he looked at the expressionless Ye Xingchen, there was not a trace of a smile on his face.
"Hey, you! Huo Wu is looking at you. Why won't you spare her another glance? Her eyes will get uncomfortable if you leave her staring like that!"
Ye Xingchen, who was watching the match, was dumbfounded when he heard this.
He turned to glance at Feng Tianxiao and asked awkwardly,
"Excuse me, are you the ultimate simp? I can't believe you could even say something like that. I'm speechless!"
A simp?
Unimpressed, Feng Tianxiao snorted softly. Looking at Ye Xingchen before him, he felt that this fellow was insulting him.
Unable to swallow his anger, he clenched his fists and said,
"Shut your mouth! Even though I can't beat you, I'll still challenge you. I'll prove to Huo Wu that I'm no weaker than you!"
At a loss for words, Ye Xingchen sighed. Looking at the enormous simp Feng Tianxiao before him, he did not know what to say for a moment.
The goddess in this guy's eyes is just a stunning plaything in my hands, mine to do with as I please.
Feeling a little sorry for him, Ye Xingchen smiled and was just about to say something.
But then he saw Huo Wu walking over. She glanced at Feng Tianxiao