Tian Ling'er's eyes sparkled as she watched the lively arena. Excitedly tugging on Su Han's arm, she quickened her pace.
The closer they got to the arena, the stronger the festive atmosphere became.
Among the crowd, Little Bamboo Peak's disciples wore matching attire, their faces brimming with excitement and anticipation, each radiant in her own way.
Some discussed the upcoming matches, while others guessed who would emerge as the victor of this minor tournament.
The moment they spotted Su Han, they all turned toward him in delighted surprise.
Their only male disciple on Little Bamboo Peak.
"Little Junior Brother is here? Come, let Senior Sister see if you've gotten thinner during your seclusion."
"That's right, come let Senior Sister take a look."
"If Little Junior Brother has gotten thinner, all us Senior Sisters will be heartbroken. Hehe~"
Looking at the Senior Sisters crowding around him and catching the various mingled yet utterly pleasant natural fragrances wafting from them, Su Han felt as though he had wandered into Pansi Cave.
"Senior Sisters, rest assured. I'm doing well."
As he spoke, Su Han revealed a gentle smile.
"That's good. Then we can rest easy. But Little Junior Brother, who do you think will win this minor tournament?"
"Junior Sister Xueqi or Senior Sister Wen Min—which one are you rooting for, Little Junior Brother?"
Hearing this lethal question, Su Han smiled. "Senior Sisters, why does no one think I'll win?"
The Senior Sisters were briefly stunned by Su Han's words, then they all burst into charming laughter.
"Little Junior Brother, it isn't that we don't support you. We all know your talent is exceptional, but you've been in the sect for too short a time..."
"Exactly. Next time... next time, we'll all say you'll win, Junior Brother."
"That's right, Junior Brother. There's still