The martial arts tournament was held once every two years and attracted considerable attention throughout the Empire. The first ten days were the points matches. Participants could each choose a platform and freely challenge opponents. The tournament system would calculate the points of both sides. After ten days, the top ten on the points rankings would advance to the knockout finals, where the opponents would be determined by drawing lots.
Six years ago, Lu Qiao and Yan Qiu had participated in this tournament together. Without a doubt, Yan Qiu had taken first place, while Lu Qiao had followed right behind him and taken second.
By the time the group arrived at the martial arts tournament venue, it was already eleven o’clock.
The tournament’s opening ceremony had already ended. Across the enormous competition grounds, there were a total of 180 platforms, and almost all of them were occupied, the atmosphere extremely lively.
The director and deputy director went to register the students for their competition cards and conveniently got one for Lu Qiao as well.
The director said lazily, “Maybe you’ll get itchy to fight after watching for a while. Take it.”
Seeing the familiar competition card, Lu Qiao smiled and put it away.
The director clapped his hands and said to everyone, “Everyone is free to move around now. We’ll meet back here at four this afternoon. Good luck with your matches!”
The students answered in unison before scattering in all directions, beginning to search for platforms that suited them.
Chris and Ellie were still listless, seemingly completely uninterested in the competition. The director glanced at them and asked, for the sake of it, “What’s wrong? Weren’t you two looking forward to this competition before?”
Chris said quietly, “I heard that Marshal Yan also had someone locked onto him two days ago.”
The director froze.
Lu Qiao immediately waved at the director. “Then I’ll head off too.”
The director said, “Oh, go on, go on.”
Afterward, he looked at Lu Qiao’s back, then glanced at Chris and Ellie. He cleared his throat, looked up at the sky, and said, “Ah, so that’s how it is. Locked on is locked on. He’s already twenty-seven. Could he really not have someone he’s secretly in love with?”
As soon as he said this, Ellie cried even harder. Although the two of them came from noble families, they had never actually met Yan Qiu face-to-face. Yet Ellie had still dreamed of becoming Yan Qiu’s wife, while Chris had dreamed of becoming Yan Qiu’s brother-in-law…
In short, the two of them were genuinely heartbroken!
The director’s mouth twitched when he saw them like this.
Chris sighed. “Director, you really don’t know Marshal Yan? Weren’t you discharged from the First Legion five years ago?”
“Yeah, but who could’ve guessed we’d happen to enter and leave at different times and miss each other? If I knew him, I would’ve put up advertisements when the training center was recruiting students.” The director coughed twice and hurriedly waved his hand. “All right, all right, stop thinking about it. Since you two want to enter the military, this competition is very important. Don’t waste your time.”
Lu Qiao wandered around the competition venue alone, observing the platforms on both sides.
This kind of competition gathered people from all over the Empire, and every time, one could see all kinds of racial genes.
There were people with long fangs and wolf claws, people as tall as trees, and people built like muscular giants.
There were plenty of spectators around every platform. If someone was interested in the competitors fighting on a platform, they could scan their card on the platform system and queue up. Once the current winner won, they could go onto the platform and challenge them—of course, the other person might lose as well.
Back then, during the platform stage, Lu Qiao had wanted to chase after Yan Qiu everywhere. Fortunately, Song Yue had stopped him. His good friend had advised him, “If you keep fighting Yan Qiu and keep losing, will your points even get you into the top ten? You’d be better off accumulating some combat experience first. Then we’ll talk when you reach the finals!”
At the time, Lu Qiao had been extremely unconvinced.
“Why can’t I possibly win?”
Although he had known Yan Qiu for several years, and Yan Qiu would enter the military the following year, Lu Qiao had never beaten him even once.
Thinking of this, Lu Qiao himself felt resentful.
Song Yue had worn an indescribable expression.
And right at that moment, Yan Qiu had passed by him, glanced at him, and said indifferently, “I’ll wait for you in the finals.”
Lu Qiao: “…”
Although he had been very unwilling to admit defeat, afterward he still slunk off to the platform next to Yan Qiu’s and began farming points.
Even now, whenever Lu Qiao thought about that incident, he still felt quite unwilling to accept it.
Until Yan Qiu entered the military, Lu Qiao had never beaten that man even once. Now… now there was even less chance of it.
Ah, when would his damn wings finally become completely stable?
Once his condition stabilized and improved, he would definitely have another sparring match with Yan Qiu…
Just as he was thinking this, an exclamation suddenly came from the platform on his left. Someone flew off the platform and crashed right in front of Lu Qiao, groaning in pain.
Lu Qiao stopped and bent down to help him up, then turned toward the platform.
A person as sturdy as a small mountain was lying beside the platform, grinning at them.
He was a Water-Born, with five octopus tentacles waving wildly behind him.
“Wow, isn’t this Lu Qiao?” Octopus Guy propped his chin up with one hand and deliberately raised his voice. “Everyone here is a student participating in the competition. Why are you, someone who graduated two years ago, still here?”
Lu Qiao narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Yu Liang, his cousin.
That’s right. Although he had entered a public foster-care institution as an orphan after his grandmother passed away, he actually still had relatives. It was just that their relationship had deteriorated, and they had almost no contact with each other.
Yu Liang’s brothers were also beside the platform. They all knew Lu Qiao, and upon hearing this, they laughed.
Back then, Yan Qiu had been a legend, while Lu Qiao had been a legend in his own right.
When he had first entered the ten-year public school system, he had been a useless little weakling who couldn’t do anything right. But he had studied extremely hard, and his improvement had been astonishingly fast. After meeting Yan Qiu, he had treated Yan Qiu as his opponent. While everyone laughed at him for it, he had continued evolving at an astonishing speed, and in a short time, he had actually surpassed everyone else and drawn close to Yan Qiu’s shadow.
Before Lu Qiao graduated, countless people had been watching him.
Everyone had guessed that he would apply to the First Legion, where Yan Qiu was. They had practically been certain that the moment he entered the legion, he would become a first-class officer. The story between him and Yan Qiu would surely continue in the military.
But reality had shattered everyone’s expectations—Lu Qiao had actually fallen ill. He couldn’t even enter the military, much less continue competing with Yan Qiu.
There were naturally people who felt sorry for him, but there were also people who enjoyed watching him fall.
To Yu Liang, this cousin who had been above him for so many years, who had even looked down on their family back then and refused to be raised by his parents, had basked in glory for far too long.
Now that he had finally fallen from the altar, Yu Liang felt nothing but satisfaction.
Yu Liang curled his lips and said in front of everyone, “Hey, Lu Qiao, your pair of wings still won’t come out? You’re only a Featherborne with a gene ranked around thirty-something. They’re such a hassle. Why don’t you just get a gene-closure surgery?”
Among the 108 known racial genes in interstellar society, the Featherborne ranked only thirty-second in terms of combat ability.
Around the platform, murmurs began to rise.
“Hasn’t it already been two years? His genetic dysregulation still isn’t cured?”
“Lu Qiao is completely finished, isn’t he? If he can’t enter the military again next year, he’ll have no future at all.”
“Back then he even boldly said he would surpass Yan Qiu. That guy is already the Empire’s First Marshal…”
Lu Qiao naturally heard their discussion. But ever since he had fallen ill two years ago, he had heard plenty of comments like these. At first, he had been angry and miserable. Later, he had become indifferent.
So what if he was sick?
The only unstable thing was his pair of damn wings.
Yu Liang loudly provoked him. “Lu Qiao, I’m entering the military next year. What about you? Are you up to it? How about you work hard and we become classmates in the same intake?”
—Even without those wings, he was more than capable of beating this annoying bastard.
So Lu Qiao walked over and expressionlessly scanned his card across the holographic screen.
No one was currently queued for this platform. After Lu Qiao scanned his card, he and the winner of the previous match, Yu Liang, became opponents.
The people around the platform began cheering. Yu Liang’s smile froze for a moment. Then his body tensed, and he immediately stepped backward, warily watching Lu Qiao leap onto the platform.
Lu Qiao put his card into his pocket and glanced at him with a smile.
“Nervous?”
Yu Liang stiffened before forcing a smile. “I-I have nothing to be nervous about! I’m completely different from two years ago. Watch yourself!”
What the hell? He had heard that Lu Qiao was currently working as an assistant instructor at a training center. How did an assistant instructor even have a competition card? Was he crazy?
Although his genes had undergone an eruption and he felt that he was much stronger than before, his body still remembered the sensation of being beaten up by this person back then…
Yu Liang swallowed, facing Lu Qiao as though confronting a great enemy.
After the meeting ended, Luo Ye latched onto Yan Qiu and followed him to the martial arts competition venue.
When the tournament committee heard that the two had arrived, they immediately welcomed them into the VIP section.
After Luo Ye had his tea, he smiled as he spoke to the man standing by the window and looking down at the competition grounds.
“How about it? Do you want me to send someone to bring your Qiao Qiao up here?”
Yan Qiu ignored him. He swept his gaze across the entire venue, and before long, his eyes locked onto one particular spot.
Luo Ye shrugged and continued, “Oh, right. If Qiao Qiao came with the training center today, then the teacher should be here too, right?”
He turned to the guards accompanying him.
“Go down and look for him. Ask the teacher to come up and spend some time with us. It’s been many years since we’ve seen him too.”
Ellie and Chris had no interest in competing and continued following behind the director.
The director truly had no idea what to do with them, so he could only take them wandering around the competition grounds.
Before long, a figure approached from a distance. Upon seeing him, the person jogged over and gave him a slight nod.
The director recognized him. He looked up at the floor-to-ceiling window of the VIP room on the second floor in the distance.
Then he turned back to Ellie and Chris.
“I have something to take care of. I need to step away for a bit. You two look around by yourselves.”
Ellie and Chris could only reply listlessly, “Okay…”
The director followed the guard straight through the venue, went upstairs to the second floor, and arrived at the VIP room.
There, he saw the Third Prince sitting in a chair drinking tea and the Marshal standing by the window.
Luo Ye waved at him with a smile.
“Teacher, long time no see!”
Yan Qiu also turned around and nodded at him.
“Teacher.”
The director scratched his hair and walked in helplessly.
“Why are you two here? Are you really this free today?”
Luo Ye pointed at Yan Qiu.
The director instantly understood.
“Ah, got it, got it. Why just watch? Why don’t you go downstairs and find him?”
Luo Ye said, “That would cause quite a commotion, wouldn’t it? It would interfere with the competition.”
The two looked at each other.
Together, they said, “Heh heh heh heh…”
The director sat down beside Luo Ye without ceremony. He let Luo Ye pour him a cup of tea and grinned at Yan Qiu.
“So, the person locked onto with Lu Qiao is you, right? Any progress after two days? I asked that kid, but he won’t tell me anything. Everyone online says the two people who were locked onto each other are secretly in love with each other. So you aren’t one-sided either, right?”
Yan Qiu remained silent.
Luo Ye leaned over and whispered to the director, “Forget it. He won’t say anything. There definitely hasn’t been any progress.”
The director teased, “He’s so tsundere. It’ll be hard to make any progress like this. Lu Qiao still doesn’t know that I was thrown to the entrance of the hospital by Ji Zhuyun back then.”
Although the director had left the First Legion five years ago and Yan Qiu had entered the First Legion, causing the two to miss each other by going in opposite directions, long before that, he had already been Yan Qiu and Luo Ye’s private extracurricular trainer.
Ellie and Chris’s parents knew about this, which was why they had stuffed the two of them into his training center.
Of course, given their fanatical admiration for Yan Qiu, they had unanimously agreed that the two children must not know about his relationship with Yan Qiu and Luo Ye.
One day two years ago, after the director had already established his training center, he suddenly received a call from Yan Qiu asking him to help take care of someone named Lu Qiao.
The director had heard Lu Qiao’s name before, but he only knew him as some youngster Yan Qiu had frequently encountered in competitions.
He was somewhat surprised because no one had ever seen Yan Qiu ask someone else for help, much less ask someone else to take care of another person.
Just who was Lu Qiao?
What was his relationship with Yan Qiu?
Out of curiosity, the director accepted Yan Qiu’s request.
Later, Yan Qiu’s friend Ji Zhuyun took him to the entrance of the hospital. When he arrived at the ward, he saw that young man.
And in that instant, he suddenly understood exactly what was going on with Yan Qiu and this person.
It wasn’t because Lu Qiao was exceptionally beautiful and made him immediately misunderstand the situation.
Rather, it was Lu Qiao’s aura.
That thing was too mysterious to explain, but Lu Qiao’s aura gave the director a feeling that made him understand that Yan Qiu’s attention toward this young man named Lu Qiao definitely wasn’t merely the mutual appreciation between opponents.
More of it… probably came from affection and pity.
This brat Yan Qiu had fallen for him, hadn’t he?
No wonder, at the end of that phone call, the brat had remained silent for a second before specifically reminding him:
“Don’t tell Lu Qiao I asked you to go.”
He had asked, “Why?”
Yan Qiu had said, “…Just don’t tell him.”
He had pressed, “Why, why? Tell me!”
The call had been hung up.
At the time, the director had stroked his chin and thought that brat actually had moments when he could be shy.
Being so reserved, how was he ever going to win someone over?
But after entering the ward, when introducing himself to Lu Qiao, he had still lied and said that he had noticed Lu Qiao through various competitions. He was someone who cherished talented people and very much hoped to help Lu Qiao.
Until now—
The director smiled.
“So? You still can’t tell Lu Qiao what you’ve done for him? Keeping it hidden all this time is exhausting for your uncle!”
Yan Qiu’s brows furrowed slightly. He was just about to turn around when he suddenly noticed the commotion below.
His expression darkened!
After the director left, Ellie and Chris silently walked around for a while longer.
Suddenly, they saw Lu Qiao beating someone on one of the platforms.
The two of them: “…”
It really was a one-sided beating, just like the way he usually beat the two of them.
His opponent was a Water-Born. The guy had an enormous body like a small mountain and five octopus tentacles, yet against Lu Qiao, he had absolutely no ability to fight back.
Everyone around the platform fell silent.
The two of them fell silent too.
Yu Liang’s octopus tentacles couldn’t even move anymore.
Lu Qiao basically didn’t injure people when he fought. He focused on knocking them down. By the end, Yu Liang was completely exhausted and couldn’t get back up.
The match had only started two minutes ago, yet he had already been completely subdued by Lu Qiao. Although he had struggled for a long time, there had never been any suspense about the result.
The spectators were all astonished.
Yu Liang had activated his racial gene and could now be said to be in excellent condition, while Lu Qiao had genetic dysregulation and hadn’t even used his Featherborne wings!
After two years, Lu Qiao’s physical condition hadn’t declined in the slightest?!
At that moment, Lu Qiao stood up, twisted his neck and arms, and exhaled.
Finally, he’d gotten his body moving.
The system calculated their scores. The match was scored out of ten points. Lu Qiao received a perfect ten, while Yu Liang had only two points.
Yu Liang lay on the ground, whimpering quietly and crying like a child.
“Wahhh…”
“Sob sob…”
He wouldn’t stop.
Lu Qiao turned to leave, but Yu Liang grabbed his ankle.
Lu Qiao stopped and looked down at him from the side.
“You want to get beaten again?”
Lu Qiao and Yu Liang had never gotten along since childhood. They had attended the same elementary school, and Yu Liang had liked stealing his toys, badmouthing him, and taking opportunities to bully and torment him.
Lu Qiao would beat him up.
Beat him up again.
And then beat him up some more.
To be honest, Lu Qiao was tired of beating him.
Yu Liang said nothing and simply kept crying.
Lu Qiao didn’t want to stay on the platform anymore. He hadn’t actually wanted to participate in the competition. If he waited any longer, someone might scan their card and come up to challenge him, and then he’d have to fight another match.
It was about time.
He needed to go to the hospital.
Lu Qiao bent down and was just about to pull Yu Liang’s hand away when Yu Liang suddenly raised his head and glared at him resentfully.
Immediately afterward, he and everyone around the platform shuddered simultaneously.
A strange feeling rose from the depths of their hearts, and goosebumps broke out across their skin.
Beside the platform, Ellie rubbed her arm and cautiously looked around.
“What did you feel?”
Chris looked suspicious.
“I don’t know. It’s a little like…”
The next second, Yu Liang let out a loud scream.
Ten octopus tentacles suddenly erupted from his back, waving wildly as they lunged toward Lu Qiao.
At the same time, an invisible force slammed into the platform.
The people beside the platform were caught off guard and struck by the force, collapsing one after another.
Some clutched their heads and groaned.
Some had already fainted on the ground.
Lu Qiao was struck by the force as well, but after retreating one step, he firmly steadied himself.
He stared in shock and uncertainty at Yu Liang lying on the ground.
Mental force!
The thing that had attacked them just now was mental force!
The octopus tentacles came straight at him. Most attacked Lu Qiao, while some violently tore apart the platform!
Lu Qiao broke free of Yu Liang’s grip and flipped aside to dodge them, his face filled with astonishment.
The mental force was clearly being released by Yu Liang, but this was an ability of the Consciousness race.
Wasn’t Yu Liang’s first-level gene that of the Water-Born?
Could it be… that he had activated a second-level gene during the competition?!
The Consciousness race was the most mysterious race in history. Mental force was an extremely dangerous ability. Yu Liang now seemed to have gone into a genetic rampage. If this continued, the consequences would be unimaginable!
Lu Qiao gritted his teeth, dodged the wildly flailing tentacles, and charged straight toward Yu Liang.
Wave after wave of mental force crashed toward him.
Lu Qiao endured it head-on.
At one moment, he suddenly felt as though something inside his body had shot out and collided violently with Yu Liang’s mental force!
His feet stepped on tentacle after tentacle as he rapidly approached the center. Then he jumped down, descending toward the top of Yu Liang’s head—
Amid the wildly flailing tentacles, Yu Liang was still crying “sob, sob, sob.”
Lu Qiao twisted in midair and brought down a vicious knife-hand strike, knocking the man unconscious.
He landed steadily.
But in the next second, under the lingering force of its momentum, one of the tentacles suddenly struck him.
Lu Qiao instinctively raised both arms to block it, but he was still sent flying!
Ellie and Chris had been struck by the mental force. Although they had barely managed to withstand it, they still dropped to their knees.
At that moment, seeing Lu Qiao’s flying figure, they both cried out in alarm.
Then a tall figure suddenly appeared and caught Lu Qiao securely!
Lu Qiao’s head spun from the impact.
When he recovered, he turned his head and saw Yan Qiu’s dark, grim face.
“Y-You… why are you here?”
His eyes widened in utter shock.
After steadying Lu Qiao, Yan Qiu turned him around and fixed his gaze on the left side of his face.
A tiny streak of blood had appeared there.
Yan Qiu reached out and wiped away the bead of blood that had trickled down.
His expression was extremely grim.
Lu Qiao leaned against his chest and swallowed.
When Luo Ye, the guards, and the director arrived, nearly twenty students had already collapsed around the platform. The surrounding platforms had all stopped their matches, and everyone was watching this area, talking among themselves.
Second-level gene eruptions were uncommon. Encountering one together with mental force and a genetic rampage made the situation several degrees more dangerous.
Fortunately, Yu Liang was quickly knocked unconscious and didn’t cause an even greater impact.
However, it was difficult to say what condition the people knocked unconscious by the mental force were currently in.
If their consciousness bodies had been shattered, then it was over.
Luo Ye and the director had lost their smiles. Their expressions were extremely serious.
Members of the tournament committee arrived and went onto the platform to examine Yu Liang’s condition. Quite a few people also gathered around Lu Qiao.
Not far away, Ellie blankly tugged at Chris’s sleeve.
“That person is…”
Chris was equally dumbfounded.
That tall and handsome man holding Lu Qiao was clearly Yan Qiu!
M-Marshal Yan?
Why would Marshal Yan be here?
And he and Lu Qiao…
Besides them, quite a few people had noticed that Yan Qiu and Lu Qiao were together.
The two were behaving intimately. No matter how one looked at it, they didn’t seem like people who hadn’t been in contact for years.
Instead, their relationship seemed even closer than it had been when they were at school!
Who had just been discussing their relationship?
Chris froze in place, unable to move.
Just yesterday, he had provoked Lu Qiao and even thought that Marshal Yan probably didn’t even remember who Lu Qiao was.
But Marshal Yan hadn’t forgotten him at all.
Seeing Lu Qiao injured, he seemed like he was about to explode with anger…
Lu Qiao instinctively sensed danger.
That’s right.
Even when Yu Liang’s second-level gene had erupted and he had gone berserk, Lu Qiao hadn’t felt this much danger.
But now, seeing Yan Qiu’s grim face, his heart was inexplicably uneasy.
He dodged Yan Qiu’s hand and laughed awkwardly.
“It’s fine, it’s fine. It’s just a little cut. I’ll spray some medicine on it.”
Yan Qiu stared at him.
Then his dark eyes swept toward the platform, and he asked the tournament committee member coldly, “How is that person?”
The other man wiped away his cold sweat as he answered, “He’s already unconscious. He probably won’t wake up for a while. We’ve already called the medical staff. We’ll immediately send all the injured students to the nearest hospital. As for this…”
Yan Qiu turned around, took Lu Qiao’s hand, and said coldly:
“He’s coming with me.”
With that, he left Luo Ye and the director behind and directly led Lu Qiao away from the competition venue.
Behind them, everyone watched them leave, some shocked, others whispering among themselves.
Ellie and Chris were completely dumbfounded.
Lu Qiao was dragged along stumbling, remaining silent the entire way.
After Yan Qiu stuffed him into the aircraft, Lu Qiao felt the terrifying aura of the man who sat down beside him.
He said dryly, “…What exactly are you angry about? You beat me up much worse than this back then.”
Yan Qiu: “…”
His voice became even colder.
“Apologize?”
Lu Qiao shuddered and said miserably, “…Don’t.”
Yan Qiu’s tone was stiff.
“…I didn’t hurt you again during the two years before you graduated.”
Lu Qiao: “…I know. I was just talking about when we first met…”
Seeing Yan Qiu’s expression continue changing at a speed visible to the naked eye, Lu Qiao hurriedly stopped.
“Don’t talk about it, don’t talk about it. It’s fine, it’s fine. I’m really fine!”
By the time he was sent to the hospital, Lu Qiao was almost suffocating.
All the students injured in the competition had been sent to this hospital, and the emergency department was extremely busy.
And Lu Qiao had no attention to spare for Yan Qiu right now.
Mental force had still been an ability ranked near the bottom in terms of combat ability five years ago. Yet overnight, it had crossed into the top ten.
This was because five years ago, among the group that used mental force—the Consciousness Manipulators—someone had broken through the existing limits and evolved a new ability.
Originally, they could only enter other people’s consciousnesses and communicate with them on the level of consciousness.
Suddenly, however, they had evolved an offensive ability, gaining the power to shatter another person’s consciousness body.
No ordinary person knew why the Consciousness Manipulators had suddenly undergone this transformation in power.
In any case, beginning five years ago, people whose first-level gene was that of the Consciousness race began attracting the attention of the authorities.
Lu Qiao’s third-level gene was also that of the Consciousness race.
However, people like him and Yu Liang, whose Consciousness-race gene was at another level, weren’t monitored as strictly by the authorities.
The manifestation of genes at other levels was too weak. Unless they erupted, they could hardly cause any impact on an individual.
Moreover, under the influence of various acquired factors, among ten thousand people, only one person would activate a secondary gene at some point in their lifetime.
It wasn’t common.
Nowadays, people who awakened Consciousness-race genes were either recruited into the military or forcibly required to undergo gene-closure surgery.
If anyone could break through into a new realm, they would receive even greater attention.
This seemed to have something to do with talent as well. It wasn’t something that could be achieved through effort.
Among one hundred Consciousness Manipulators, perhaps only one could reach that level.
There were quite a few parents in the emergency department who had already arrived, and they were discussing the incident as well, appearing extremely anxious.
Being attacked by mental force was a very serious matter.
Once the consciousness body shattered, that person was completely finished.
Lu Qiao’s mood sank.
He asked Yan Qiu, “…Do you think it could be the worst-case scenario?”
For a Consciousness Manipulator, whether entering another person’s consciousness or attacking another person’s consciousness body, the prerequisite was that their mental force had to be stronger than the other person’s.
That’s right.
In fact, everyone possessed mental force.
The so-called “consciousness body” itself was composed of mental force and a “core” similar to the human soul.
But only Consciousness Manipulators could “use” this power.
Yu Liang’s mental force wasn’t strong, so his attack was practically painless to Lu Qiao.
But obviously, there had been many students around the platform whose mental force was weak.
Yan Qiu glanced at him.
“After his genes went berserk, you knocked him unconscious very quickly. In such a short period, given his abilities, he shouldn’t have been capable of causing destructive damage to those students.”
After saying this, Yan Qiu frowned again.
“Lu Qiao, go deal with your own injury first.”
“…” Lu Qiao said sheepishly, “It’s just such a tiny cut. It’s fine.”
Yan Qiu stared at him.
Lu Qiao obediently said, “…I’ll go now.”
It was only a matter of spraying some medicine, anyway.
He was a man. So what if he had a scar on his face?
Could Yan Qiu really think he was ugly?!
Thinking this, Lu Qiao paused and suddenly rubbed his own face.
…Forget it.
He’d better spray it off quickly.