Qian Renxue paid little attention to the series of events unfolding in the arena. Her heart had long since been entirely occupied by Ye Qifeng.
Now, she was immensely grateful that, after arguing with that woman years ago, she had run crying to vent her resentment by Blue Lake beside the Orphanage.
Otherwise, she would never have met the young Ye Qifeng or spent the only unforgettable and joyful days of her childhood with him.
Speaking of which.
During those two months she spent with Ye Qifeng, she had constantly thought about suppressing him and making him her little brother. She had even shamelessly declared that she would compete with him in Martial Soul theory.
Thinking about it now, it was truly laughable.
She had been far too naive back then.
Ye Qifeng was an absolute freak. Though he had been only four years old at the time, he knew more about Martial Soul theory than she, the nearly ten-year-old Young Master of Spirit Hall, did.
Every contest between them had ended in her crushing defeat.
It had to be said that Ye Qifeng was truly exceptionally intelligent. At merely six years old, he had already read every text in Spirit Hall's Archives, thoroughly researched theoretical knowledge concerning Martial Souls, and developed his own unique insights.
Qian Renxue even dared to say that, when it came to the breadth and research of Martial Soul theory, if Ye Qifeng claimed first place in this world, absolutely no one would dare claim second.
Wasn't Companion Martial Souls itself a Martial Soul theory first proposed by him?
This man was truly captivating. Mystery radiated from every inch of him. He was intelligent and powerful alike; it was genuinely difficult not to love him.
Fortunately, he was already her man. It could be considered