"Today is New Year’s Day, I want to spend it with you." He walked to An Yiqing’s side, naturally wrapping an arm around her slender waist, his eyes filled with intense love and tenderness.
An Yiqing pursed her lips, her heart sweet as honey.
Yin Xilin, who had just stiffened upon seeing Gu Yelin, shook her head helplessly. She knew it, her beautiful master was only suited for a man like her master himself; just look at that little daughter-like deanor!
"Who are you? Why do you dare to offend the beautiful Miss An?!" The blonde man who had just been rejected scowled angrily at Gu Yelin, whose hands were wrapped around An Yiqing. If looks could kill, Gu Yelin would have been dead countless tis in that man’s eyes.
You brought this upon yourself.
Gu Yelin shot An Yiqing a aningful glance, the jealousy in his eyes unmistakable.
An Yiqing helplessly twitched the corner of her mouth, what did it have to do with her? She felt helpless too, okay?
"Who are you? What right do you have to dine with Miss An? I challenge you to a duel!" Seeing that Gu Yelin ignored him, the man’s anger flared even more, audacious enough to propose a duel.
Gu Yelin gave him a cold glance, the warmth disappeared from his black eyes, and the surging undertones in them made the blonde man take two steps back, feeling extrely cold all over.
"I am her lawful husband, am I qualified to dine with her?"
Husband? This terrifying man is her husband?!
The blonde man was terrified, despaired, devastated.
The entire banquet hall heard Gu Yelin’s words, once again confirming the news that An Yiqing and Gu Yelin were already registered as married.
Everyone watched intently as Gu Yelin escorted An Yiqing to the competition seat and domineeringly pushed aside the bottled spring water on her table. Then he tenderly and gently opened a paper bag he brought, took out a thermos, and magically produced a beautiful white cup, pouring the water from the thermos carefully into the cup. Finally, he tested the water temperature himself, and only after ensuring it wasn’t too hot did he hand it over to An Yiqing.
An Yiqing didn’t help at all throughout the process, sitting in the chair with a beaming smile, her happiness unhidden in her eyes.
From the audience, soone was also watching the couple closely, their hatred and jealousy equally unconcealed.
At nine o’clock, the competition officially began, and the banquet hall once again entered a tense and serious atmosphere.
Today’s competition was unlike the quiz mode of the previous two days; this ti, all the participating contestants received the sa questions. Whether they could answer them depended on their own strength and luck.
It was said that in order to stump this ti’s contestants, the judges of the dical exchange competition had been gathering various difficult questions years in advance, waiting for today to give everyone a show of strength.
Now it seed the show was quite successful.
On the field of twenty-three participating teams, more than half the people wore worried expressions. Every ti the judges posed a question, everyone fidgeted in front of their tablets for a long ti before repeatedly changing their submitted answers.
In the end, whenever the correct answers were displayed on the big screen, the hall echoed with sighs, and so were so emotional they nearly cried out of frustration.
This showed just how difficult today’s questions were for this group of world-class dical elites.
However, although many people found these questions challenging, there were still a few who remained unfazed.
An Yiqing looked around nonchalantly, her eyes wandering, with occasional mysterious sparks deep within her watery eyes.
A mont later, she withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyes, and a slight arc ford at the corner of her mouth.
Five hours later, the first round of the competition officially ended!
The doors of the banquet hall opened, and the twenty-three teams of participants slowly walked out of the competition channel. So looked pale, so expressionless, so ecstatic, and so were even pushed to tears by the difficulty of the questions.
As An Yiqing walked out with the others, the participant who left the deepest impression on her was from a folk dical organization from a small Western country; at thirty-sothing years old, he was driven to tears by today’s competition. When she saw his eyes swollen like walnuts, she was truly taken aback.
"Isn’t that a bit exaggerated? Crying from losing an exam seems more like a child’s behavior." Yin Xilin looked at the tear-streaked faces of the seniors, her tongue clicking in astonishnt, speechless.
"They’re not just crying about today’s competition." An Yiqing said faintly.
Yin Xilin was montarily stunned, then quickly understood.
These people were crying not just because the questions were too difficult, but also because of the glory slipping away from them.
Among these people, many have been darlings of the heavens since childhood. They attended universities, pursued master’s and doctoral degrees, even climbed higher peaks. They were the center of attention, brimming with confidence, elite as they were, looking down on everything.
But all the superiority ended today.
This was a smokeless war, an unwounded and unshed-blood war that left people in despair. Whether they would stand at the peak of the world or remain beneath it, this competition served as a powerful and authoritative reference.
Yin Xilin looked at her ntor An Yiqing, walking in front of her, and suddenly felt a sense of happiness. How fortunate was she to beco An Yiqing’s disciple and family in this lifeti?
Skipping lightly over, Yin Xilin grabbed An Yiqing’s hand and affectionately followed her out of the competition venue.
That afternoon, everyone in the dicine Sect locked themselves in their rooms for a good rest. Throughout the whole three-day competition, although not physically taxing, the constant ntal tension left them feeling extrely exhausted.
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