"So, did you win?"
Fang Qingyuan recalled the previous battle, then nodded.
"I guess you could say I won. At any rate, the other guy didn't get the upper hand."
Jiuyan was about to ask another question when the sound of footsteps came from outside, followed by a voice.
"You there, Fang Qingyuan. Someone's here to bail you out. Come with me."
Hearing this, Jiuyan's eyes nearly popped out of his head. 'This guy has been in here for less than half an hour! All he's done is beat me up and chat for a bit, and now he's already getting out?'
He, on the other hand, had been locked up for almost three days, and no one had even come to ask about him yet. The contrast was enough to make Jiuyan's spirit crumble.
Jiuyan stared wistfully at Fang Qingyuan, desperately wishing he were the one leaving.
