On the arena stage.
After the brief panic on Feng Ji's face, she quickly composed herself, her expression returning to normal.
"I lost!" she said.
Then she grabbed her spear and prepared to leap off the stage.
"Wait!"
Jiang Ning hurriedly called out.
Feng Ji paused at his words and turned back to look at Jiang Ning.
"Miss Feng, I have something I'd like to ask you about later. I wonder if you have time?"
Feng Ji sized Jiang Ning up, her gaze lingering on his face for a moment.
Then she said, "During the day, yes. At night, no!"
Jiang Ning: "..."
What kind of thought process was that?
Jiang Ning silently grumbled to himself.
Then he said, "Would this afternoon work for you, Miss Feng?"
"Sure!" Feng Ji nodded. "Come find me at Moon-Perching Residence this afternoon. I'll be there anytime!"
Leaving those words behind, Feng Ji gripped her spear and leaped down from the stage, vanishing into the crowd in the blink of an eye.
"Brother Jiang, we are kindred spirits!" The moment he returned beside the stage, Qin Xuan spoke to Jiang Ning with a faint smile.
Hearing the voice beside him, Jiang Ning looked at Qin Xuan in surprise.
After being here for so long, this was the first time Qin Xuan had spoken to him.
He was also the first Martial Academy disciple to take the initiative to speak with him and strike up a conversation.
Then, with a turn of thought, Jiang Ning immediately understood.
His performance just now had won Qin Xuan's recognition. That was why Qin Xuan had taken the initiative to speak with him and show goodwill.
After figuring out the reason, Jiang Ning smiled faintly. "Don't slander me. That was purely an accident."
"I understand!" Qin Xuan smiled. "I