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Chapter 117: The assassination finally came
This exhibition hall on the second floor of the Treasure Gathering Pavilion spanned more than a hundred meters in both directions, covering over ten thousand square meters. It was even larger than Shrek Square.
The whole place resembled a vast, resplendent banquet hall. Even compared with the palaces of the original Douluo Three Kingdoms, it probably fell short in no respect. Inner Court students gathered in twos and threes, scattered throughout the hall.
Ye Xixuan truly had not noticed Ling Luochеn earlier. Nor did he know that this senior had noticed him the moment he entered the hall and had been watching him silently from a corner ever since.
Ling Luochеn was even more beautiful than Yu Mengdi. Her cool, deep-blue eyes further accentuated her ethereal, otherworldly bearing. She moved her long, straight, snow-white legs, walking as though she weighed nothing, like a lone snowflake drifting proudly through the frost, lending her an aloof air of standing apart from the world.
Had this been back when he was still inexperienced, Ye Xixuan might have felt pressured by Ling Luochеn in such a setting. Now, however, he had gained a measure of composure.
He calmly stepped forward to meet her, a gentle smile on his lips. His words were friendly without losing their sense of distance.
"Sister Luochеn, it's been a while."
"Has it been a while, or have you been deliberately avoiding me?" Ling Luochеn studied Ye Xixuan's deep black eyes. Something seemed to be held back beneath her icy expression. Because of her temperament, however, her voice remained rather flat.
Nearly a year had passed. Ye Xixuan, who was in a period of rapid physical growth, had long since overtaken Ling Luochеn in height and was now almost half a head taller