In the VIP Room on the second floor of the Green Hotel, a male and a female youth were sitting and waiting inside.
That female youth was looking with glowing eyes at the exquisite pastries used for reception on the table, sending them into her mouth piece by piece. While chewing with enjoyment, she even reached out to hand a piece to the male beside her.
"Ji Juechen, aren't you going to eat a piece?"
The male youth was sparing with his words, saying coldly, "Not hungry."
"Then I won't bother with you." The female youth had long since grown accustomed to his wooden-man-like image, rolling her eyes at him and eating on her own, completely unbothered.
The two were precisely Ji Juechen and Jing Ziyan after a simple makeup. Yet even though their disguise temporarily covered Ji Juechen's originally handsome features, it couldn't block his cold and rigid temperament at all. Coupled with the uniquely distinctive Heavenly Meteoric Iron Sword in his embrace, recognizing him would be difficult otherwise.
Right at this moment, Huo Yuhao pushed the door open and entered, greeting with a smile.
"Brother Juechen, Senior Sister Ziyan, long time no see. How did you know I would be here?"
Upon seeing Huo Yuhao, the two felt a burst of pleasant surprise in their hearts, but Jing Ziyan immediately retorted with some displeasure, "Yuhao, you call Ji Juechen 'Brother', but you call me 'Senior Sister'. Doesn't that seem a bit distant?"
She first chided him with a playful reproach, then complained with some unhappiness, "Having not sparred with you for these past few months, this fellow Ji Juechen has been muttering about you all day long."
As soon as Jing Ziyan finished speaking, she saw Ji Juechen stand up, holding his sword with a bowed salute, and