"Qin Xiaowan? What are you doing here?" Ye Feifei couldn't help but ask the girl in front of her.
"I came for the preliminary trials, but I've already competed. The qualification tournament is tomorrow. Right now, I'm just watching these people fight to get some more combat experience," Qin Xiaowan said with a smile.
However, Qin Xiaowan's gaze was fixed on Ye Tian, while his eyes were also on her. Their eyes met for a moment before they both quickly looked away.
Ye Tian saw a trace of resentment and helplessness in her gaze. It was a complex feeling he couldn't quite put into words. He had a faint sense that she had changed a great deal—she had matured, becoming better at hiding her inner emotions.
Looking at Ye Tian, however, Qin Xiaowan felt a deep frustration. 'I should hate him. I should hate him with every fiber of my being.' But when their eyes met, the seething hatred in her heart suddenly diminished, leaving a bitter taste in her mouth.
