Jinding Building, President's Office of Xueyun Group.
Qin Xue sat cross-legged on the sofa, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, as if she was resting her mind.
She was not resting but cultivating Fighting Spirit.
When she opened her eyes, two sharp beams shot from her eyes straight at the office door.
Qin Xue sensed something was amiss, but she couldn't retract the overflowing Fighting Spirit.
At that moment, the door of the office happened to open, and a small white hand waved in the air, dissipating the Fighting Spirit from Qin Xue's eyes.
Seeing the newcomer, Qin Xue exhaled softly.
Luckily, it was Mu Ming who came; if it had been someone else, there would have been trouble.
It seems she should avoid advancing in the office in the future—too risky to expose herself.
Mu Ming's gaze fell on Qin Xue, a faint smile on his face, and he softly said, "Congratulations, Xue, for breaking through to Junior Battle King."
