If He Mengqi felt a little regretful when she saw the failure of the Imperial Capital Branch at the beginning, then after hearing Wu Pengfei's apologetic words, she only felt distressed.

"Pengfei, I don't blame you, I know you are already great."

He Mengqi's eyes were red and he held Wu Pengfei's hand.

In the battle just now, Wu Pengfei's performance could not be described as desperate. It was completely opposite to his usual free and easy demeanor.

In the end, he looked like he was still fighting with all his strength even though his eyes were bleeding, which really subverted his usual image.

But it was precisely this that made He Mengqi feel that Wu Pengfei's image became more vivid.

"Meng Qi..."

Seeing He Mengqi like this, Wu Pengfei couldn't help but feel a little lost, and then a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you."

He Mengqi burst into tears and smiled, helping him to stand up. Some of him did not dare to look at the people of the Lingnan branch below the stage.

She said in a weak mosquito voice.

"Tonight, I would like to treat you to a meal. Do you have time?"

Wu Pengfei looked at the shy He Mengqi in front of him, as if he was thinking about a lot of things at the same time.

The two of them walked slowly towards the audience, he said softly.

"Thank you Meng Qi, but I want to be alone for a while. I still have business to discuss...I'm sorry."

He Mengqi trembled slightly, but saw Wu Pengfei let go of her arm without leaving a trace and walked towards the exit channel.

She pursed her lips and turned a little pale.

The words were still polite, but she could tell that the emotion in Wu Pengfei's voice was much lighter.

She didn't know why, but in her mind, she recalled He Mengshan's words.

"Are you really that kind of person? If you are, why are you suddenly exposed to me now? You can continue to lie to me."

While He Mengqi was talking to himself, two lines of clear tears had already wetted his clothes.

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The dazzling sunlight was blocked by the exit channel, and Wu Pengfei walked forward a little tiredly.

When his body was completely hidden in the darkness, the tired look on his face gradually faded, and he regained his determination.

Although his body was stained with dust and blood, there was no sign of any embarrassment on his part.

At this moment, a voluptuous and mature woman's sexy voice came over.

"You gentlemen, you make money by deceiving women's feelings. I'm ashamed of you."

Mu Qianxue was leaning against the wall, outlining her perfect curves. She was holding a woman's cigarette in her mouth, and the smoke was slowly floating, making her look hazy and unreal.

At this time, there was a joking look in her eyes, as if she was teasing.

Wu Pengfei smiled slightly, shook his head and said without any sign of weakness.

"Aren't you good at this too?"

Mu Qianxue raised her eyebrows and smiled. Wu Pengfei leaned against the wall, coughed twice, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a white handkerchief.

In this way, he seemed more comfortable.

"Businessmen sell goods, licking dogs sells loyalty, and for us, selling is emotional value. Since we are good at it and there are people paying for it, why not use this ability well."

Wu Pengfei looked directly into Mu Qianxue's eyes without showing any weakness or provocation.

Mu Qianxue looked slightly stunned, then nodded.

"That's right."

She handed Wu Pengfei a cigarette, but Wu Pengfei waved his hand.

"Quit it. If you forget to clean it up, it will smell."

Mu Qianxue's eyes were a little strange.

"You really pay attention to details."

Wu Pengfei bowed slightly and put the handkerchief back into his pocket, as if he was honored.

"It is my mission to bring a good experience to women."

Mu Qianxue was amused by him. She put out the cigarette butt, looked at He Mengqi who was still sobbing softly in the distance, and said.

"Then why did you let her go? It seems that you are not playing hard to get."

You should also pay attention to the scale when playing hard to get. Getting along is a science. If you do it too lightly, you will be considered submissive. If you do it too hard, you will often push the other person away.

Mu Qianxue felt that Wu Pengfei should not make such a mistake with the method he displayed.

Wu Pengfei also glanced at He Mengqi and said softly.

"Maybe it's my conscience?"

He smiled slightly.

"Hunters also have principles. She is too simple. The simpler the person, the more likely they are to be harmed. I don't want to be hunted down by the He family."

Mu Qianxue looked into his eyes with a cunning look.

"Is it because my conscience is still intact or because I am afraid of being hunted down? I can't say."

Wu Pengfei showed a slightly surprised expression for the first time, and the two looked at each other for a long time, then suddenly they both laughed.

A few seconds later, Wu Pengfei stretched out his white palms and looked seriously into Mu Qianxue's eyes.

"Miss Mu, I wish you good luck and we will see you again later."

Mu Qianxue looked at his hand and made a tut-tsk sound, but did not hold it or speak.

Wu Pengfei shrugged, took his hand back, nodded lightly at her, and walked towards the corner not far away.

The two did not leave any contact information. This was just an in-depth communication between two people who knew each other and met by chance.

When he walked around the corner, he heard Mu Qianxue's lazy voice.

"See you later."

Wu Pengfei stood for a few seconds, smiled and left without saying anything else.

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Today's game went very fast. Xiao Chen killed the three Jinmen brothers with one sword, and Mu Qianxue almost won the victory with one against three.

Even those in the audience who were not awakened people could see at this time that the strength of the two of them was not at the same level as the contestants from other branches of the Martial League.

In the Awakened Forum, the discussion about the results of tomorrow's game has reached a climax.

Apart from the posts about capturing the Saints, the finals of the Martial Arts Competition were the most popular.

At the Tongsheng martial arts arena, no one noticed that while the audience was evacuating, Xiao Chen slowly walked towards one of the arenas.

"Xiao Chen, this place is about to be closed for cleaning to prepare for tomorrow's game. Do you have anything to do?"

The staff looked at Xiao Chen in awe.

Xiao Chen is not the president of the Wumeng branch, but with the strength he has shown, he is fully qualified to serve as the manager of the provincial Wumeng organization.

Moreover, Xiao Chen is so young now, and I can’t even imagine what heights he will reach in the future.

These days, Xiao Chen has found that he seems to have to wear a hat when going out.

"I have nothing to do, just take a look."

Xiao Chen touched his hand lightly on the ring, as if he was nervous for tomorrow's game, and then left.

Several staff members sighed.

"This is how people treat the game!"

"Either to say that people have made it this far, look at my son, who is 16 and knows how to play games at home. Today I will beat him when I go back."

"I'll beat you up when I get back."

The two happily discussed how to hit their son, but they didn't see Xiao Chen raise his finger just now.

A faint trace of blood appeared on it. He cut his skin and let the trace of blood enter his body.
Chapter completed!