The World Academy Competition had finally come to an end.
For the next few days, the entire National Team was immersed in celebration.
They were all young, and once they let loose, there was no stopping them. Even the few who rarely touched alcohol got caught up in the excitement and drank themselves senseless.
Zhou Sining and Mu Nujiao indulged themselves for several days and nights. Fortunately, they never completely lost their reason, or there was no telling when they would have stopped.
"I'm done drinking. I'm never drinking again... Fuck, that bastard Mo Fan, that bastard Zhao Manyan, that bastard Jiang Yu, that bastard Ai Jiangtu-what the hell did they make me drink... Bleurgh!!"
Zhou Sining threw up violently on the balcony, cursing every last member of the National Team between bouts of vomiting.
Mu Nujiao watched speechlessly from beside him and called the hotel's front desk to arrange for cleanup.
Only after it was all over did she manage to help the foulmouthed man into bed.
"Jiaojiao~~ Come sleep with me~~"
Zhou Sining reached for the hem of Mu Nujiao's clothes, but she nimbly dodged him.
"No way. You reek of booze." Mu Nujiao couldn't help rolling her eyes as she headed for the door. "I'm going out for a walk. Hopefully you'll have cleaned yourself up by the time I get back."
Ignoring the drunken Zhou Sining's wails, Mu Nujiao walked straight out of the room.
But the moment she closed the door, a streak of red light flew through the gap and coalesced beside her into a young man in ancient-style clothing.
"You... woke up?" Mu Nujiao looked at Burning Heaven in surprise.
Burning Heaven yawned. "I'm hungry. Do you have anything to eat?"
"Want some Spirit Seed Fragments?"
Mu Nujiao rummaged through her Spatial