Hu Liena was slightly surprised.
"Ultimate Ice? So that means Little Shui isn't afraid of Dugu Yan's poison?"
Lin Yichen nodded slightly, tacitly agreeing with her guess.
"Then... it's still unclear who will win."
Suddenly, Hu Liena revealed a meaningful expression and looked at Lin Yichen with a mischievous smile.
"Do you want your Yanzi to win, or Little Shui?"
The question came far too suddenly.
Lin Yichen opened his mouth, yet had no idea how to answer.
No matter how he answered, it would be fatal. Lin Yichen could not be sure Hu Liena would not tell the two girls after the match.
But Hu Liena gave him no time to hesitate. Her fingers were still pinching his arm, now with slightly more force than before.
"I... I hope neither of them gets hurt."
Hu Liena did not press the matter further. She merely gave a soft huff, withdrew her hand, leaned back against her chair, and turned her gaze back to the arena.
"Smooth talker."
Lin Yichen silently breathed a sigh of relief.
On the arena, the situation had already changed.
Shui Bing'er took several steps back and returned to the center of her team.
Only now, there was a little more fighting spirit in her eyes.
She wiped her face with a hand as smooth as ice silk. A few drops of blood ran down her cheek.
"He disfigured Little Shui. He's dead."
Lin Yichen's gaze sharpened. Seeing the blood on Shui Bing'er's hand, he clenched his fists tightly.
He narrowed his eyes and stared at Yu Tianheng.
Hu Liena lightly tugged on his sleeve from the side.
"It's fine. Little Shui is all right. If you're angry, just beat him up later."
Lin Yichen did not answer her. His clenched fists remained tight.
On the arena,