Many contestants shared Nan Yanfei's thoughts. None of them wanted to end up like Little Arrow Saint. Even if that guy survived, he was as good as crippled.
Xia Luo swept past the many contestants and charged toward Lu Yin.
When Lu Yin saw Xia Luo, he didn't move.
Xia Luo swept past him alone. "See you around."
Lu Yin smiled faintly. "Hope you make it past Shang Qing."
Xia Luo smiled and charged on.
Ling Que came right after Xia Luo. He'd kept a low profile from start to finish, which didn't suit his personality, but he had no choice. Everyone competing in the Supreme Competition was powerful, especially with the Ten Arbiters competing alongside them. He couldn't afford not to keep his head down!
The Ju Que Saber flashed, and Ling Que came to a stop in front of Lu Yin.
Lu Yin looked at him.
Ling Que's gaze tightened, and he panicked. "B-brother, you're not planning to attack me, are you? I already gave you my fan club. Isn't that enough?"
Fan club? Lu Yin remembered, and a wave of revulsion washed over him. He turned his gaze elsewhere.
Ling Que swept past him, letting out a sigh of relief. "Oh, right. I happened to overhear the clan leader talking with Ling Gong. He asked if Ling Gong had any interest in marrying you. Congratulations!" He laughed, then the Ju Que Saber sped away.
Lu Yin froze. Marry him? Ling Gong?
An image surfaced in his mind: the woman he'd seen back at the Dao Origin Sect Ruins, knightly in bearing but with an adorable face. She'd been stubborn, haughty, and full of orders, yet she'd helped him time and again.
Lu Yin pressed his lips together and shook his head. Why was he thinking about this?