「The next day.」
Su Qing and Liu Linlin set out for the Sect's main square together.
There was a decent-sized crowd—not too many, but not too few either.
This time, Ouyang Mingming wasn't the one who brought Su Qing.
It seemed Ouyang Mingming hadn't come to watch the competition this time.
Su Qing wasn't sure.
But an Elder generally had the power to come and watch as she pleased.
'So, does that mean she came to watch last time just to gauge my strength?' Su Qing guessed.
No wonder Liu Linlin had told him to be respectful to his master back then.
That must have been what she meant.
Number 18. Su Qing had drawn number 18.
"Junior Brother, I drew number 132. What about you?"
"Just 18," Su Qing said, shaking his head and showing his lot to Liu Linlin.
"Huh? Junior Brother, you're that early in the running!"
"You'll wait for your Senior Sister after your match, right?" Liu Linlin asked bluntly.
How could Su Qing not understand what she meant?
