"All right."
Chen An nodded lightly.
"Since you offered, I'll accept. You said it-anything goes."
Ye Xinglan froze at his words. Only belatedly did she come to her senses, an inexplicable hollow feeling opening in her heart.
She seemed to have... muddled her way into agreeing to a condition with a bizarrely outrageous amount of freedom.
But the words were already out. With her pride and backbone, there was no way she could go back on them on the spot.
She could only steel herself and try to salvage things, raising her voice urgently.
"At least! At least it has to be something within my power! If you want me to get you into Shrek through the back door, I absolutely can't do that!"
Chen An grinned as though enjoying a comedy.
"Fine. As long as you never go back on your word."
"I won't! There's no way I'll lose!"
Ye Xinglan lifted her chin, brimming with confidence.
As Chen An watched her overflowing fighting spirit, his smile slowly faded.
"I know you have a way to squeeze into tomorrow's Singles Tournament. Prepare well."
At the end of the street behind him, a silver Soul Guidance Train slowly pulled to a stop.
Chen An took two steps back and raised a hand, giving the girl a light wave.
"See you tomorrow, Miss Ye."
With that, he turned and stepped into the carriage.
Night fell, in a hotel room.
The bathroom door gently closed.
Warm water poured from the showerhead, and white mist instantly filled the bathroom, fogging the mirror.
Ye Xinglan shed her clothes and stood amid the mist, letting the warm water slowly slide over her fair skin.
It flowed over her shoulders and waist before finally falling to the floor.
She cupped a handful of water and gently