Lin Ruoxi and Su Qingwan had gathered together, the two women speaking softly about something unknown.
Lin Ruoxi looked cool and aloof, while Su Qingwan appeared gentle. Standing together, they resembled an elegant ink painting.
Yet as they spoke, their gazes occasionally drifted toward Qin Yan, carrying a hint of curiosity.
Long Aotian was gathered with Beichen Xing. The two stood together, discussing something. Long Aotian's face was still somewhat pale, while golden light continued to flicker from Beichen Xing's severed arm.
Feng Wuji stood alone, leaning against a pillar with his arms folded across his chest, resting with his eyes closed.
Qin Yan naturally stood beside Huang Jiuli.
The two had known each other since they formed a team in the Outer Academy. They had carried out missions together and faced life and death together, so they were much closer than the others.
"Qin Yan, you lied to me!"
Huang Jiuli glared at Qin Yan angrily, her Phoenix Eyes full of accusation.
Her cheeks puffed out slightly, and her red lips pressed into a pout. She looked like a little phoenix with all its feathers bristling.
"What did I lie to you about?"
Qin Yan was unhurried at her words. He curled his lips and replied calmly.
"You lied to me that you..."
Huang Jiuli suddenly got stuck.
She thought back carefully—Qin Yan really did not seem to have lied to her about anything.
From beginning to end, Qin Yan had never said that he lost. He simply had not said that he won.
She herself had seen that Xiao Han was uninjured, seen Qin Yan's pale face and disordered aura, and assumed that Qin Yan had lost. Then she had gone to comfort him on her own initiative.
Qin Yan neither admitted it nor denied it.
He had