"Imperial Capital Hunting Competition? Ranked by your haul, right? And you get to keep the magical beasts you kill? I love it!"
Just then, a voice brimming with bold spirit rang out from outside the hall, like a thunderclap exploding over level ground, carrying boundless youthful vigor and fearless courage.
That voice was like a powerful hurricane, instantly sweeping away the gloom hanging over Nalan Yanran's heart; it was also like a brilliant ray of dawn piercing layer upon layer of darkness, clearing away all the worries born of Liu Ling and Lin Ye's scheming.
A delighted smile immediately bloomed across Nalan Yanran's face, radiant as flowers in spring.
She recognized it at once. It was Xiao Qian's voice!
"You made it out of Wind Thunder Gorge safely!"
She had never imagined that Xiao Qian would appear at the very moment she most needed support, when she felt most isolated and helpless.
It was like a lone boat that had drifted across a boundless sea for ages suddenly catching sight of land. Her anxious heart instantly settled, warmth welled up inside her, and she gained a little more confidence in the coming Hunting Tournament.
At the sound of that voice, Liu Ling's and Lin Ye's faces instantly darkened like ink.
Neither had expected Xiao Qian to appear at this moment. Moreover, judging by his tone, he seemed full of confidence about the Hunting Tournament, which was completely beyond their expectations.
Xiao Qian strode into the hall, standing straight as a pine, his steps vigorous and powerful, each footfall striking a steady rhythm.
An uninhibited smile rested on his face. His gaze first fell on Nalan Yanran, filled with concern and warmth, before turning toward Liu Ling and Lin Ye. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly as he said with