Mo Yinhe took a step forward and approached Si Mingjing. At that moment, silence was more eloquent than words, his gaze filled with admiration and affirmation.
Si Mingjing reveled in such a look!
She cocked an eyebrow. "I have lived up to expectations and didn't disgrace you."
"You have never let me down."
Mo Yinhe leaned in, whispering in her ear, "And you continue to amaze me. Mingjing, how are you so incredible?"
Si Mingjing proudly arched her eyebrows, offering no response to Mo Yinhe.
She turned and walked toward her own spot.
As she turned, the corners of her mouth curled into the most radiant of arcs.
Qu Gaoyang clenched his fists, unwilling to accept this!
"Ajiu, don't be discouraged! We still have two rounds to go, and it's not certain who will have the last laugh. We will definitely win the martial competition!"
"That's right, I haven't lost yet! It's far too early to be discouraged. I must win the martial competition!"
