"Don’t expect to save you or help you get revenge. First, I won’t do that, and second, I can’t beat her."
"If you really die, all I can do is collect your corpse."
Gu Chengan: "..."
After a long silence, Gu Chengan finally spoke softly, "Sis, I know."
Gu Xiyue saw him like this and feared he’d soon forget, so she delivered a harsh warning directly, "If you don’t listen to again, don’t call sister anymore. I won’t acknowledge you as my brother. Whether you go to Zhang Xiuli, Yuk Weiyin, or even cause trouble for Xiao Qi, I won’t care anymore."
Upon hearing this, Gu Chengan lifted his eyes in shock and looked at Gu Xiyue, "Sis, don’t abandon ."
He had nothing left, only his sister.
Gu Xiyue: "If you listen, of course I won’t abandon you."
Hearing this, Gu Chengan imdiately nodded repeatedly, "I’ll listen."
**
At the competition seating, soone ran towards Xie Huamao, finally bending down to whisper in his ear, "Brother Mao, I’ve found out. Xie Yann is at the No. 20 platform, it’s almost ti for him."
Seeing this, Xie Huamao stood up, "What are we waiting for? Let’s go see how our Waste Young Master Xie gets beaten."
As he spoke, Xie Huamao regretfully chided, "What a sha it didn’t draw . If it had drawn ..."
Saying this, a ruthless gleam flashed in Xie Huamao’s eyes.
Xie Huamao didn’t believe Xie Yann had the ability to get through the first round.
Thus, he assud Xie Yann would lose in the first round.
"Brother Mao, don’t worry. Although the person fighting Xie Yann isn’t you, I know him well. I’ve already told him to take special care of our Young Master Xie." The little brother said, squinting his eyes and giving a light laugh.
Hearing this, Xie Huamao showed a hint of joy in his expression, reaching out to pat his little brother’s shoulder, "Well done."
While talking, they quickened their steps towards platform No. 20.
As they reached the front of platform No. 20, Mo Weiran happened to be taking the stage.
Seeing this, Xie Huamao’s lips curled into a cold smile, "Just in ti."
The little brother beside him imdiately said, "It’s this mont, Xie Yann is really calm."
"Don’t you know? Our Waste Young Master Xie’s specialty is acting calm." Xie Huamao said disdainfully.
He loathed Xie Yann’s apparent calmness despite being capable of nothing.
As if being incapable ant nothing to him.
That wasn’t what he wanted to see. He wanted to see Xie Yann in pain, broken and despairing.
Unaware of Xie Huamao’s thoughts, on stage, Xie Yann and his opponent had both taken their positions.
The ntor responsible for platform No. 20 was an elder of the Xie family. Seeing Xie Yann standing on the stage, for a mont, he thought he was seeing things.
He thought it was a person with the sa na, but unexpectedly... it really was this young master.
Recalling that this young master nearly died on stage last ti, the elder felt worried, so before the match started, he said, "If you concede, you may not strike the conceding side again, or the advancent slot will be canceled."
Upon hearing this, the brute standing opposite Xie Yann’s face slightly changed.
But eventually, he accepted it.
Once soone concedes, he can’t attack. So, he’ll beat his opponent so badly they can’t concede.
Elder: "Alright, the match starts."
As the elder gave the order, the brute attacked.
He clenched his fist and swung at Xie Yann, fantasizing about the image of Xie Yann being knocked to the ground with a single punch.
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