'It's a shame, Da Wei...'
'If only you were here with me.'
Amidst the deafening roar of the crowd, Rong Taotao felt dazed, and even his vision began to blur.
This newly crowned King of Guanwai had a vacant look on his face, looking for all the world like a complete goof...
Suddenly, a hand rested on Rong Taotao's shoulder.
Rong Taotao turned to see Yang Chunxi's smiling face, a look that held both admiration and heartache.
She wrapped her arms around Rong Taotao, pulling him into a hug, and whispered in his ear, "She'll be proud of you."
'He? She?'
'Xu Fenghua? Rong Yuanshan? Rong Yangyang? Gao Lingwei? Mei Hongyu?'
'Whoever, I guess...'
"Mm."
"Your hand is still bleeding," Yang Chunxi said.
As she spoke, a flurry of Shuangxue emanated from her palm, encasing Rong Taotao's blood-stained hand in ice. "Let's go get that treated."
Led by Yang Chunxi, he acknowledged the cheering crowd before making a swift exit.
