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Huang Yueli looked at her fleeing figure as she felt it was even more comical.
Li Moying let out a cold harrumph, "Finally he left, at least he knows what's good for him!"
Huang Yueli shook her head helplessly, “You don't need to act like this right! Junior sister Luo just said a few sentences to me!”
“What do you want to talk about? The things he mentioned were of no value at all!” Li Moying was filled with contempt towards him.
Huang Yueli curiously asked, “The problem about quota allocation, you really won't care? Then will you still watch the tournament that will be held seven days later?”
Li Moying gave him a strange look, "What do you want to see, don't tell me you want to go?"
Huang Yueli shook her head.
“Then, Let's ignore those boring people and continue our bath! Can we soak together today?”
"Hey, great hope!"
…
Seven days later.
The internal tournament of the Heavenly Light Sect started as scheduled.
This tournament, for the disciples within the Sect, was an enormous opportunity for them to change their lives. Originally based on their status, it was impossible for them to fight over the quota with direct disciples so a good thing like entering the mystic realm would never be their turn.
But this round, because Huang Yueli who had fought over more quotas, they were allowed to have the opportunity to enter the tournament.
Many of them felt grateful towards Huang Yueli and in the eyes of many Heavenly Light Sect disciples, Huang Yueli was the same as Li Moying, already a legendary level character.
Many of them know that they are unlikely to win in this tournament but they still choose to follow suit. The main reason was hoping to catch a glimpse of the two of them.
Unfortunately, what disappointed them was that Li Moying and Huang Yueli both did not appear.
But this in no way affects the intensity of the tournament.
On the contrary, some strong direct disciples did not need to fight and they obtained quotas so that they remained at the side to watch the show without any pressure.
Under the shade of the tree, Murong Fei turned his gaze to the tall stage a few rounds as he showed a disappointed expression.
“The Eldest Senior Brother really did not come!”
Li Lingchuan replied, “So what if he comes? Every time Eldest Brother appears, he will bring along his little fiance and now enough people become fans of Miss Bai that his reputation has surpassed yours. If they appear together, then that scene..you will definitely not be able to accept it!”.
Murong Fei was so angry that he bit his teeth but was completely unable to say any words of rebuttal.
“That little bitch! I'll show him sooner or later!”
“What's the point of just cursing him? If you want to make it disappear, then you have to think of a complete plan!”
As Li Lingchuan said that, he suddenly saw a white-clothed man standing not too far away.
His gaze suddenly flashed as he said to Murong Fei, "Third Junior Sister, the previous Master seemed to have sent someone to look for you."
"Oh? Does anybody? Why didn't I hear anything?” Murong Fei asked in confusion.
Li Lingchuan replied, “Before I heard a servant girl call you. Quick look, maybe it's something urgent!”
Murong Fei frowned but he did not consider the fact that Li Lingchuan would lie to him so he left immediately.
After Li Lingchuan sent Murong Fei away, he walked towards the white-robed man.
“Mr Leng, long time no see! I didn't expect to see you here today.”
Leng Yi Feng stood alone under the tree not too far away as he concentrated on the fight above the arena.
He was not a disciple of the Heavenly Light Sect so for him to return to his place, his motive was naturally not simple.
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