Zhong Chen was the first to react. "Guo Lin, go inform that person quickly."
"Yes!"
Guo Lin responded and rushed out of the door.
People from the Northern and Southern Sects quickly gathered in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring intently at the person making the phone call.
It wasn't competition time.
If Lin Fan had prepared beforehand and colluded with the lottery seller, he wouldn't be adding unnecessary flourishes now, would he?
Guo Lin quickly pursued, waving and shouting at the other person.
However, the person was constantly on the phone and didn't notice anyone calling him.
Bang!
A loud bang sounded from not far away.
The floor-to-ceiling window vibrated with a crackling sound, as if it would shatter at any moment, scaring everyone into retreating.
At the same time, Guo Lin finally managed to stop the person.
The moment the person turned his head, he heard a whoosh of wind passing by his ears, and then felt a chill on the back of his head.
He reached out to touch it and found his hand covered in blood, letting out a scream.
At this moment, at the intersection not far away, a car that had crashed into a lamppost was engulfed in flames.
And this person had just become an unfortunate victim.
Seeing this, Zhong Chen clenched his fist.
This was all predicted by his disciple in advance!
Extraordinary talent, genius – these words were no longer enough to describe how amazing his disciple was!
"Yuan Fei, do you still dare to say that Xiao Fan was faking it now?"
Zhong Chen's voice boomed like a bell, startling Yuan Fei.
Yuan Fei looked at the scene outside the floor-to-ceiling window with trepidation.
People on the roadside had already noticed the innocent injured person. A shop owner ran out, bandaging him with a towel while calling for an ambulance.
"Chairman."
Guo Lin ran back, holding a piece of metal in his hand. The edge of the metal was stained with blood, clearly indicating it was what had cut the man.
He raised the metal piece and showed it to everyone. "I'm sorry, I was a step too late. A car crashed at the intersection, and it exploded, sending this thing flying out."
Guo Cheng frowned, a complex feeling churning in his heart.
The shape of the metal piece was irregular, making its trajectory unpredictable.
If Lin Fan could even rig this, then he would be truly impressed.
"Elder Qi, announce the competition results."
Zhong Chen, without even glancing at the distraught Yuan Fei, spoke directly to the referee.
"In today's competition, Lin Fan scores a perfect ten points, Li Yusheng scores three points. The competition concludes."
Elder Qi announced the results and looked at Lin Fan meaningfully, saying, "New talents emerge in every generation. Young man, you are very impressive."
"You flatter me, elder."
Lin Fan humbly cupped his hands.
The people of the Xing Shi Sect, not bothering with formalities, rushed over jubilantly.
"Xiao Fan, let's go back to the hotel for a celebration banquet and have a few drinks!"
"I'll treat tonight! No one is allowed to fight me for it!"
"No, no, you must let me treat!"
"How about this, we book out the entire hotel? Sharing joy is better than enjoying it alone!"
"Great! That's settled!"
"Agreed!"
Seeing the Xing Shi Sect people celebrating, the Li Qi Sect was completely at a loss.
Especially Li Yusheng, who stood there as if he had lost his soul.
Li Yurou lowered her head, her small hands fiddling with the hem of her clothes, her eyes unknowingly turning red.
"Why are you sad? There's still a match tomorrow, isn't there?"
A large hand landed on Li Yusheng's shoulder, but Guo Cheng was speaking to Li Yurou.
"Uncle-Master."
Li Yurou looked up, her eyes shimmering with clear tears.
"It's alright. Your master often said that life and death are destined, and wealth and status are bestowed by heaven. As long as we're alive, we should enjoy ourselves to the fullest, haha!"
Guo Cheng could only comfort himself to alleviate his own gloom.
The Li Yusheng siblings forced a faint smile.
"Alright, let's go back. We'll compete well tomorrow."
Soon, both sides left the coffee shop.
Yuan Fei stood frozen like a reef, enduring the mocking, disdainful, or hateful gazes from people passing by.
His spirit had long been broken, and he was only holding on by sheer willpower.
Song Tian looked at his beloved disciple, his heart aching as if being sliced by a knife.
"Ugh!"
Yuan Fei threw his head back and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Yuan Fei, what's wrong?"
Song Tian rushed over in a panic, but he was a step too late to catch Yuan Fei.
Thump!
A dull thud.
Yuan Fei collapsed on the ground, his eyes wide open, and within them were four words:
Life was not worth living.
...
The evening breeze blew gently, and the tourists at West Lake remained undiminished.
Lin Fan, holding a glass of fruit juice, sat comfortably by the shore, admiring the beautiful lake scenery.
The elders of the Xing Shi Sect, after drinking for a while, started to act rowdy.
Zhong Chen and An Hai watched but didn't intervene.
They also raised their glasses to toast Lin Fan, cup after cup.
Lin Fan couldn't take it anymore and sneaked out.
"So cold~"
"Then let me warm you with my hands."
"Ew~ So annoying!"
A couple walked past Lin Fan, flirting and bantering.
Lin Fan looked up and saw two fair legs, particularly eye-catching under the colored lights.
"What are you looking at? Single dog!"
Perhaps Lin Fan's gaze lingered a bit too long, causing the girl to become displeased.
"Heh, interesting. I'm a single dog now?"
Lin Fan chuckled self-deprecatingly.
After the couple left, Lin Fan took out his phone, took pictures of the surrounding scenery and the empty seat beside him.
"I'll send it to that silly girl Mengyao first."
Thinking about being called a single dog just now, Lin Fan decided to compensate for his slight disappointment.
After sending the photo, Lin Fan added a message: "Silly girl, guess who I wish was by my side right now?"
Five minutes passed, and Tian Mengyao showed no response.
Lin Fan guessed she was busy, so he sent it to Wang Ying.
"Sister Wang Ying, my recent experiences are truly indescribable."
"Late at night, I can't help but think of you."
"Only at times like this can my heart feel a little better."
Ten minutes passed, and Wang Ying also showed no response.
Lin Fan, unwilling to give up, sent it to Su Yurou.
"I don't believe it!"
Su Yurou replied quickly: "Xiao Fan, tell me honestly, who did you think of first before me?"
Lin Fan's scalp tingled. He hastily looked around, confirming that Su Yurou was not nearby and there were no suspicious people around, before he finally relaxed.
"The third one."
Lin Fan wasn't lying.
"Oh, top three?"
"Not bad."
"I'm quite satisfied."
Su Yurou sent three messages in a row, then asked, "Where are you now?"
"West Lake."
"Didn't you say you wanted me to see the outside world?"
"I've seen it. The solitary mountain isn't even as big as a small hill on Luofeng Mountain. But West Lake is quite beautiful."
Lin Fan replied.
Upon seeing these lines of text, Su Yurou was so excited she almost jumped up.
Finally!
This stubborn rock in the latrine finally showed some sense!
If it weren't for the night, she would have definitely shouted out loud to vent her excitement.