"Enough, enough! If you keep kissing me, I'm going to lose my looks!" Jiang Lan raised his little arms in surrender.
"You're still handsome even if you do!" Shui Yue'er planted another kiss on his other cheek.
Squeezed between the two of them, Doro protested indistinctly. Her purple eyes were filled with the question, Who am I? Where am I? Why aren't you kissing Jiang Lan instead?
The award ceremony was held in the afternoon.
Bibi Dong presented the rewards, and Shui Bing'er went up to collect them.
That was because Shui Bing'er was the captain of Skywater Academy's team. There was another reason, too: Jiang Lan was too lazy to go up and receive his award.
It definitely wasn't because Bibi Dong's gaze at him seemed strange, so he hadn't gone up.
Feng Xiaotian squeezed over to Jiang Lan's side, crouched down, and flattered him with an adoring expression. "Master, those three punches just now were truly earth-shaking, capable of swallowing mountains and rivers, unparalleled in the past and never to be surpassed in the future! I was so fired up watching you that I nearly knelt down on the spot to become your disciple. Oh, wait, I already am. Master, do you know that when you threw that punch, the entire stands went silent? You could've heard a needle drop!"
Shui Yue'er set Jiang Lan down. He was wiping the lipstick marks off his face with his sleeve when he heard that. His little hand paused, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled upward, but he still forced himself to look calm and detached.
Jiang Lan waved his hand. "Keep it low-key, keep it low-key. I merely threw three punches casually. It's nothing worth mentioning."
"Casually! Just look—your casual three punches shattered Demon Charm! What kind of