Ruhua replied obediently, "Alright, I'll go back to sleep. There's still a competition tomorrow. Senior Brother Xiaoyu will come and watch my competition, right?"
"Of course I'm going," Leng Xiaoyu said perfunctorily, but he couldn't help but feel uneasy. Even if I go, I won't be rooting for you!
With that, Leng Xiaoyu could not be bothered with Ruhua anymore and strode towards Mo Yan's residence.
As soon as she reached the door, Leng Xiaoyu bumped into Mo Yan and Ru Feng.
"Hehe! Speak of the devil!" Liu Feng chuckled and teased.
"Master! Sir Liu Feng." Leng Xiaoyu greeted them politely.
"Xiaoyu, why are you here so late?" Mo Yan asked curiously. He was about to send Liu Feng out when he unexpectedly saw his beloved disciple.
"Master, I heard that I'm getting married?" Leng Xiaoyu asked directly.
"Uh! Who did you hear that from?" Mo Yan said speechlessly. How did this matter reach the ears of his precious disciple?
