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There was a subtle fake smile on his face; it was obvious he was enjoying Deng Wu’s discomfort. Speechless, Deng Wu’s eyes widened as he stared nervously at Rong Xing.
Her smile was exactly the sa as before, but her eyes now glimred with a different light. How could she not know that Ma Kong was deliberately provoking Deng Wu?
"Indeed," she said softly, her crimson lips curling upward. "If you can’t face your opponent, how will you protect in the future?"
Looking at Rong Xing, tears welled up in Deng Wu’s eyes. A puppy wouldn’t appear more pitiful than the young man with dark circles under his eyes at that mont.
"Really?" he asked in a low and pitiful voice, causing Yan Xiaobao to burst into laughter. The others quickly joined in. Within seconds, Deng Wu’s crestfallen expression vanished, replaced by a confident smile.
"It’s fine, even if she decides not to love for now," Deng Wu said, relaxing as he took a large gulp of beer. "She’ll realize one day how amazing I truly am."
After that, the conversation shifted to discussing the various opponents they might face the next day. However, everyone reassured each other that, unlike Deng Wu, they would try their best to make it into the top eight.
Throughout the discussion, Yan Xiaobao couldn’t help but keep a close eye on Deng Wu, his gaze flickering with a bright glimr. This man had many secrets, yet his feelings were so openly displayed. Over the past six months, Yan Xiaobao had co to understand Deng Wu well, as neither had held back their secrets. He quickly saw that the black-haired youth genuinely cared for the Ice Queen, Rong Xing.
Rong Ming and Rong Xing were the first to leave. Both seed eager to return to their quarters to prepare a quick Crystal Stone for the next day’s competitions. Once the Rong twins left, Ma Kong decided to visit the infirmary for his headache, with Gao Yan accompanying him.
"Who do you think will win?" Deng Wu asked with a smile, watching the nurous students and tourists running atop the arena mountain.
"," Yan Xiaobao replied without a shred of hesitation in his voice. As long as he could face Wang Julong in the rematch, he was prepared for the world to know everything about him except for Lan Feng. That was how much he hoped for this fight and the level of respect he held for his opponent.
"Exactly," Deng Wu replied ironically, amused by such a serious answer from soone who was rely a child. A laugh escaped his lips as he recalled their first eting, when he had tried to chat with him just for fun.
"You know, Rong Xing might actually choose ," Yan Xiaobao said with a flicker of magic in his eyes. "She’s even seen naked before. She should take responsibility."
After finishing his sentence, Yan Xiaobao was already running off toward his courtyard, leaving a stunned and slack-jawed Deng Wu behind.
"You little brat!" the roar echoed across the mountaintop, causing Yan Xiaobao’s grin to brighten as his speed increased; he activated Speed Flow and transford into a streak of light, aiming for his ho.
Before he reached his courtyard, Deng Wu couldn’t catch up and saw Hui Yue standing outside the door with a smile, seemingly greatly entertained.
"You little rascal," Deng Wu panted, leaning against the cold wall of the courtyard, his breath heaving as he struggled to regain composure. Having overexerted his Qi, chasing the Velocity Flow was impossible.
"What was that all about?" he asked angrily, a hint of uncertainty flashing in his eyes as if he feared the answer he’d demanded.
"When I was little, Rong Xing accidentally walked into my bathroom," Yan Xiaobao said matter-of-factly. "Before she even told I was a boy, she lingered for a mont and saw everything."
At this, Deng Wu began mumbling to himself, "My innocent Rong Xing... My innocent Queen... Was she truly not innocent?"
Watching the distressed expression on Deng Wu’s face, Yan Xiaobao laughed aloud, his voice ringing out in the chilly air.
"Relax," he chuckled. "I was probably five or six years old back then. It’s like taking care of a child."
"But you were never just a child," Deng Wu countered, gazing at him with a complicated expression. "You were born a monster."
"Ouch," Yan Xiaobao said, though his face betrayed no signs of pain, a stark contrast to his words. "That’s a harsh one. Of course, I was still a child. Long ago."
Deng Wu glanced at Hui Yue for a while, deliberating whether he wanted to know the real answer to his next question. Ultimately, he couldn’t hold back and asked, "Do you like Rong Xing?" His face was filled with fear and concern, but Yan Xiaobao’s lips curled into a faint smile.
"No," Yan Xiaobao replied, his eyes showing a deep sorrow. "In this life, I will only love one woman."
It was a promise for a lifeti, one that seed to have spanned eternity yet still awaited fulfillnt. Yan Xiaobao exuded an air of lancholy, making the youth in front of Deng Wu seem ancient once again.
Deng Wu stepped back in fear. It wasn’t the beast hidden within that small body; it was Hui Yue’s soul, a soul that shouldn’t belong to soone only ten years old.
Feeling the tense atmosphere, Yan Xiaobao laughed and shook his head. "One day I’ll tell you," he promised, slipping into the courtyard and leaving Deng Wu behind.
When Deng Wu heard that Yan Xiaobao wasn’t interested in Rong Xing, he should have been elated; instead, an overwhelming sadness seeped into him. The black-haired rake felt more dejected and slightly guilty for even asking this question.
Inside the courtyard, Yan Xiaobao took a deep breath again,
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