Due to the turmoil, this martial arts competition ended abruptly without determining who was truly stronger among the top four.
Surprisingly, besides Luo Qianqian and Tang Tianyi, Jingjiang Rousi also made it through.
Since Jingjiang Rousi had conceded in the first match against Luo Qianqian, yet now stood on this stage, showing his strength, the sa denominator, but one aims for one and the other for three, how could they possibly be equal?
All of Luo Qianqian’s opponents faced unexpected incidents before the match, forcing them to withdraw, ultimately conceding.
Thus, Luo Qianqian carried her injuries all the way to the finals.
Besides the three of them, a young man wearing a bunch of rings and holding a dagger also made it to the finals.
The young man wore a large black hood and didn’t communicate with anyone.
The result of the finals was surprising – all four were ranked as the top three, sharing equal positions.
Even Tang Tianyi was extrely surprised by this decision. Was it made by their host country? Or...
But since Luo Qianqian was already injured, why bother worrying about it?
After the competition ended, Tang Tianyi took Luo Qianqian back to the apartnt without even looking at the prize, which was stuffed in an ordinary bag.
Qin Nuan was leisurely watching TV when the sound of the door opening startled her. She was surprised to see Luo Qianqian co in, still wrapped in bandages. "Qhianqhian? What happened to you? Who did this?!"
Her eyes imdiately glared at Tang Tianyi.
Luo Qianqian forced a smile, "Don’t ask. That idiot wisely ran away." She touched her bandage, sighing, "Island country’s little dwarf."
"What?" Qin Nuan was dumbfounded. "Was it the one you ntioned last ti?"
"Have a seat first." Tang Tianyi casually threw the bag aside, glanced at Luo Qianqian frowning intensely, and advised Qin Nuan, "Be careful about spicy food and allergens, and avoid strong perfus recently."
Qin Nuan nodded repeatedly but squinted slightly, "So, it’s the wound?"
The rest was understandable, but the perfu...
Luo Qianqian smiled ruefully and nodded, "I’m disfigured, and now you can claim to be prettier than ." She sighed dramatically.
"Damn, where’s my passport? Let’s go beat him up in his hotown!" Qin Nuan suddenly beca furious and then looked at Luo Qianqian, "Were you daydreaming? How could you get hurt like this? Did your eyes grow on your head?"
"Well done." Luo Qianqian turned away.
She knew clearly that even if it wasn’t her provocation, Sawadera Shichirou ca well-prepared, hiding stuff in his shoes. Who would believe that?
Wasn’t he worried about cutting his own foot and dying from it?
What if he had sweaty feet? A bit of sweat, mixed with... Wait...
Luo Qianqian’s face turned pale, and she imdiately covered her mouth, heading for the bathroom...
Soon, the sound of vomiting could be heard.
Qin Nuan furrowed her brows tightly, "What’s going on?"
She described the entire incident, and Qin Nuan was incredulous, "That wasn’t right. Why is Qhianqhian suffering like this?"
Yes, the opponent clearly lost but still made a move, so why was the result handled like this?
Tang Tianyi couldn’t understand either.
Luo Qianqian rinsed her mouth and ca out, walking quickly to Tang Tianyi, looking at him seriously, "Before you bandaged my wound, did you clean it? Did you use alcohol? Did you disinfect it? Was there iodine? Hydrogen peroxide?"
"Yes." Tang Tianyi replied honestly, despite not knowing what’s happening.
Only then did Luo Qianqian breathe a sigh of relief, still looking displeased.
"I was terrified, thinking that the sll from his stinky foot rubbed against the knife and cut my face... I’d rather not have a face than deal with that. Just cut it off."
Even if she’s not a perfectionist, there are still people with a germ phobia, right?
Moreover, thinking about that knife being stepped on and put into the mouth...
Tang Tianyi and Qin Nuan both shook their heads silently, shocked by Luo Qianqian’s imagination.
"I’m leaving. Please take care of her for the next few days, and don’t let her return to the Luo Family for now." Tang Tianyi said and pointed to the bag, "That’s the prize from the competition, rember to keep it safe." After saying this, he shot Luo Qianqian a deep look before turning to leave.
Luo Qianqian waved at him and watched him close the door. Her expression darkened, as she turned to Qin Nuan with tear-filled eyes, "Nuannuan..."
"There, there." Qin Nuan sat beside Luo Qianqian, looking at her, "Is it serious?"
Luo Qianqian paused for a mont and nodded, "From here to here." She gestured between her nose and ear, sighing, "In this looks-obsessed world, how am I supposed to survive?"
"Serves you right for not cherishing it." Qin Nuan sighed, "So, what now? Wait till you’re an adult and go to Korea?"
Luo Qianqian shrugged, "I’ve thought about that too."
"But..."
Qin Nuan beca alert at the "but," "What’s up?"
"But Diwu Yan said, just take the Stay-Young Elixir once I’m an adult."
"You two were gone for just ten days and ended up with such severe injuries. Maybe you shouldn’t participate in these anymore..."
Luo Qianqian nodded seriously, "Besides, I don’t mind if you participate." She squinted slightly, "For so reason, I feel like there’s more behind this, like I’m being set up."
"Alright." Being Luo Qianqian’s close friend, Qin Nuan naturally believed her, and seeing the injury, she learned a lesson from the past.
"Hey, hand the bag." Luo Qianqian pouted at Qin Nuan.
Then saw an old man floating quietly in the air, she was stunned. What was happening?
"Didn’t expect you to have such fortune? First fish, now this... sothing others can only dream of encountering, you keep running into them one after another?" The old man floated down, looking at Luo Qianqian’s cheek, and nodded slightly, "Seems like you need to quickly cultivate to ten layers, Foundation Establishnt."
"What?" Luo Qianqian looked up at the air in shock.
Foundation Establishnt?
Qin Nuan paused her actions, looking in the direction of Luo Qianqian’s gaze, frowning slightly.
Though she couldn’t see, she felt Luo Qianqian wasn’t lying.
"What’s there to be surprised about?" The old man raised an eyebrow, looking at Luo Qianqian in continuous admiration, "You should start now." He seed to pierce the gauze and see Luo Qianqian’s wound, "Even with the Detox Pill, you can’t truly stop the toxin’s spread. Mandara as a dicine guide isn’t a trivial thing."
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