Liu Qingqing landed on the ground in a miserable sprawl, her legs twitching uncontrollably twice. Her fingertips clawed desperately at the hard arena floor, straining until they turned bluish white.
When she came back to herself, she glared hatefully at the figure swaying as he walked down.
She had actually been knocked off in a single move!
Feeling the gazes around her, she froze, alarm flaring in her heart. In an instant, she changed into a frail, pitiful figure, her eyes faintly reddening as she looked plaintively toward Jiang Lu and Fu Yao.
Jiang Lu and Fu Yao had risen the moment she fell from the arena. Seeing her miserable state, their hearts immediately softened, and they hurried over to help her up.
Liu Qingqing placed one hand on Fu Yao's shoulder and leaned the other against Jiang Lu's. Catching the genuine concern in their eyes, her eyes shifted slightly.
She let her body go limp and half leaned against Jiang Lu's side. Turning her tear-filled eyes sideways, she spoke in a soft, sugary voice tinged with sobs:
"Junior Sister Jiang, Eldest Senior Sister, I lost~"
"Waaah, waaah~"
Jiang Lu and Fu Yao exchanged a glance. Black lines dropped across both their foreheads, while a faint blush rose on their cheeks in unspoken unison.
In front of such a crowd, she was making them feel uncomfortable all over. So embarrassing!
The two suppressed the urge to cover their faces and flee. Supporting her from either side, they slowly returned to the spectator seats.
Seated in her place, Liu Qingqing clutched a plain silk handkerchief between her fingers. Her eyes shifted as she devised her words, just about to test the waters with the two of them when the steward's booming announcement rang out from the arena, forcibly cutting off the