Xiao Fan watched Xun'er return to her seat.
The fleeting golden light in his eyes vanished.
A smile curled Xiao Yan's lips as he happily watched Xun'er return.
"How was it? You're not hurt, are you?" Xiao Yan pulled Xun'er close and asked with concern.
"No, I'm fine."
Quite a few spectators were still watching the two girls. Seeing how naturally Xiao Yan pulled Xun'er close, they heard the sound of shattering glass in their hearts.
If looks could kill, Xiao Yan would probably have been killed by everyone's gazes long ago.
"Brother Xiao Yan..."
Xun'er knew plenty of people were still watching her. Although Xiao Yan's words delighted her, she was terribly shy in front of others.
Embarrassed, she slipped behind Xiao Yan to hide from the gazes pursuing her.
"Hehe..."
Xiao Yan chuckled softly at the girl hiding behind him, then looked around proudly, practically wishing everyone could see this moment of happiness.
Sitting beside Xiao Fan, Yue Yao saw their intimacy, and an almost imperceptible trace of envy flickered in her eyes. She then glanced discreetly at Xiao Fan beside her, a hint of loneliness crossing her gaze...
While everyone was still absorbed in the two girls' battle, Xiao Fan's turn had arrived.
Seeing that he was up, Xiao Fan nodded to Yue Yao beside him, then glanced at Xiao Yan and Xun'er, who were still being lovey-dovey, and abandoned the idea of saying anything to them.
With a push off his toes, Xiao Fan nimbly landed on the Competition Stage in the center.
Xiao Fan's opponent was a fire-attribute cultivator at the Six-Star Dou Ling level. Judging by the direction he had come from, he seemed to belong to Wolf Fang, Lin Xiuya's group.
"Wolf Fang, Ying Feiyu."
Ying Feiyu cupped his fists toward Xiao Fan,