Her long hair was fiery red, and her already slender figure had grown even taller and straighter. Huo Yuhao and the others were at an age when their bodies were still developing, and Wu Feng, whose curves had already been exceptional, had become even more voluptuous over the past month or so. She looked well on her way to developing a figure like Ma Xiaotao's.
Yet the tears shimmering in her beautiful eyes softened her normally cold, striking face, making her look tender and vulnerable.
"All right, it's not as if I'm going to stop hanging out with you after the tournament. Is there any need for this?" Huo Yuhao said with a chuckle, patting her head.
Then he turned toward the female student beside Wu Feng and took the bamboo hat straight off her head as well. The face revealed beneath it was none other than Ning Tian's.
"Yuhao, how did you recognize us?" Ning Tian asked in surprise.
"To my eyes, Wu Feng's Red Dragon Flame is like a torch in the dark. And since you're her best friend, the person beside her had to be you," Huo Yuhao said with a smile.
"All right, then. You pass!"
Ning Tian giggled. Such an expression was rare on her face, and Huo Yuhao was momentarily taken aback.
Then he shook his head with a wry smile. "In that case, shall I head back?"
"What, you're not going to take off any more hats?" Ning Tian asked in surprise.
"I only came because I was worried something would happen to you two. Did you really think I wanted to take part in this gathering?" Huo Yuhao said irritably. "And you-as the Young Sect Master of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, couldn't you have refused, even if the academy invited