After getting into the car, Ding Chenmo twisted off the cap and drank most of the water before driving away.
Wang Zishu turned and entered the Martial Arts Hall, her gaze falling on Wang Ye's desk and the paper tea cup on it. Just like before, he still refused to drink tea from disposable cups, claiming they had a strange taste!
Her hands trembled, her excitement and relief known only to herself.
She had managed to withstand five moves from him, gaining his recognition, justifying years of hard training.
To her delight, she now had an opportunity to get closer to him, no longer forced to stand where he couldn't see her, silently watching over him.
Ye Feifan grabbed a student and asked, "What's this about four or five moves?"
He had arrived later and started fighting upon arrival, unaware of what had occurred before.
"That was Ding Chenmo, the youngest leader from country M..."
