"Mm." Yuan Yayin did not deny it, casually nodding her head.
The girl seed okay at first impression, but Xia Yinian didn’t think too much about it.
She wasn’t in the mood to make friends right now; her mindset was even beginning to age a bit.
Perhaps not aging, but too much had happened recently, cooling even her enthusiasm.
"Why are you here?" She glanced at the group of people over there, raising an eyebrow, "Not over there schmoozing for so advantage?"
That wasn’t sarcasm; it was a problem everyone could plainly see.
Xia Yinian didn’t know how to beat around the bush, nor was she afraid of offending anyone. If soone was petty, then being offended was their problem, not worthy of a deeper relationship.
Yuan Yayin glanced at her and mumbled with pursed lips: "You speak so... bluntly, aren’t you afraid of making others feel awkward? Have you always been this direct?"
Xia Yinian just smiled, not saying much.
Yuan Yayin, seeing her indifference, beca more animated: "But I like this directness, at least it’s not hypocritical."
She looked at those people not far away, shrugged her shoulders, with a trace of disdain in her eyes.
"No matter how much I try to please, the championship won’t be mine, so there’s really no need, right?" Yuan Yayin pressed her lips together.
Looking at her, Xia Yinian’s lips slightly curved up; this girl was indeed a bit different from the others.
Actually, knowing Yu Wanqing as she did, it was already a miracle she hadn’t trampled on you, let alone offered any advantage.
The idea that these people could take advantage of her was just delusional.
"What’s so funny? You wouldn’t go and suck up to that woman either, would you?" Yuan Yayin raised an eyebrow.
"Ah, if one doesn’t have the sa fate as others, they just have to accept it. You can’t behave like Yang Xian did, unable to accept it and ruining her entire life because of it."
Everyone knew about Yang Xian. Anyone who had competed in the previous tournant could see so clues.
Whether it was the result of alchemy or the techniques used during the process, Yang Xian was indeed better than Yu Wanqing.
But... never mind, there’s nothing much to say, this is just the way society’s survival ga is played.
Those who can adapt will survive; those who cannot adapt also have to survive.
It’s not about making fate yield, but rather, until you are unable to raise your head, if you rashly try to lift it, you might end up getting your head chopped off.
Just like Yang Xian, her current predicant is indeed lantable.
"My current situation isn’t so bad either, I can support myself, and even provide for my entire family."
"Do you know Yang Xian?" Xia Yinian sighed softly, she too had once felt sorry for this woman.
"It’s not a matter of knowing or not knowing. We all competed together and chatted a few tis."
Yuan Yayin has always been outspoken, so Xia Yinian gradually began to accept this girl.
After all, she didn’t know anyone this ti around; having soone to talk to wasn’t so bad.
Suddenly, Yuan Yayin looked at Xia Yinian, her expression becoming much more serious.
"Nian Nian, your status is different, perhaps you really could have a showdown with that woman Yu Wanqing."
She then lowered her voice, leaning close to Xia Yinian, and whispered: "There are things others don’t know, but Yang Xian and I are very clear about them. After all, we both made it to the final round and spent more ti together than anyone else."
"That Yu Wanqing..." Yuan Yayin exhaled, curling her lips: "She is actually quite weak, if not for people backing her, I could’ve surpassed her."
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