Luo Xiu looked at the beautiful face before him, thought for a moment, and then an expression of sudden realization dawned on him.

"Ah... I remember now!"

The beauty's eyes shimmered, her cheeks flushed, and a smile blossomed on her face as she stared expectantly at Luo Xiu.

Luo Xiu grinned. "You're number 36, Xiao Li, right? No wonder you look familiar."

The smile on the woman's face froze instantly.

What number 36?

What Xiao Li?

Luo Xiu laughed. "I didn't expect that after you left that place, a little makeup would make you look like a completely different person."

"What's the occasion? Going for the 'pure yet seductive' style today?"

"..."

These past few days, Luo Xiu wasn't just fishing; he also occasionally met up with the big boss, Yue Tianyang. Yue Tianyang had taken him to many fun places, so he had tried many novel activities he had never experienced before. Consequently, he had met quite a few beauties.

Just as Luo Xiu was marveling at how much "Xiao Li" had changed, the woman in front of him suddenly stomped her foot and said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Oh, you're so silly! I was just teasing you. I'm Zhang Yi!"

Hearing this, Luo Xiu froze.

Zhang Yi?

Zhang Yi is...

Suddenly, a memory struck him, and he was so embarrassed he wished he could find a hole to crawl into. Zhang Yi was the daughter of Zhang Yong, the Shizun of the Provincial City! She was the very same girl he had saved from the car accident the other day.

At that time, Zhang Yi had been severely burned. Her face was covered in blood, and her hair had been burned off, making her completely unrecognizable. Now, all dressed up, she truly resembled a lotus flower blooming from the mud.

Embarrassed but polite, Luo Xiu said, "Congratulations on being discharged. You've healed incredibly fast."

"I know, right?" Zhang Yi smiled sweetly. "It's all thanks to you and Doctor He. That ointment you applied was a divine miracle! It didn't even leave a scar!"

As she spoke, Zhang Yi smoothed down her denim miniskirt with her hands behind her back and sat down in the seat next to Luo Xiu.

"Doctor Luo, I came here today specifically to watch your match and cheer for you!"

Luo Xiu nodded. "Thank you."

"I should be the one thanking you."

Luo Xiu changed the subject. "Speaking of which, your hair grew back really fast. It hasn't been that long, and it's already down to your waist."

Zhang Yi looked a little embarrassed. "Actually, this is a wig. My real hair was all shaved off, so I'm completely bald now. If you saw me, you'd definitely laugh, wouldn't you?"

Luo Xiu rubbed his nose and glanced away awkwardly. "Oh, I see. That explains why it looks like something out of a comic—so beautiful it seemed unreal."

Zhang Yi's eyes lit up. "Do you really think this wig looks good?"

"It does."

"What a coincidence! I think it looks great, too. It seems we have common interests and the same taste."

Luo Xiu: "..."

Zhang Yi lifted her handbag. "Have you had breakfast? I brought a lunch box that I made myself."

"No, there's a pre-match inspection. I can only eat after that's over."

"Oh, I see. Well, you can eat it later then." She paused. "By the way, can I call you Brother? You're not much older than me, and calling you Divine Doctor makes you sound old."

Luo Xiu suddenly felt that this girl talked way too much. She seemed to have a terminal case of social butterfly syndrome. "Suit yourself," he responded casually.

"Okay, Brother Luo Xiu!"

Her sweet voice immediately gave Luo Xiu goosebumps. It was unbelievably tantalizing. For a moment, Luo Xiu had the sudden urge to pull her into his arms and squeeze her tight.

"By the way, Brother Luo Xiu, do you think this wig would look better if I added a blue streak?"

Luo Xiu casually played along. "Of course you can."

"What about purple? Can I add that?"

Luo Xiu was getting impatient but kept smiling. "You can add whatever you want."

"Then... can I add you on WeChat?" Zhang Yi asked, her large, watery eyes filled with hope as she gazed at him.

Luo Xiu: "..."

He was completely stumped by this girl.

"Go ahead."

"Okay!" Zhang Yi nodded happily.

It was just that simple for a girl to ask a guy for his WeChat.

However, not long after they had added each other, Lin Xiyue suddenly walked over. She stared coldly at Luo Xiu and coughed loudly twice.

"Come with me."

Luo Xiu smiled at Zhang Yi, then got up and walked aside with Lin Xiyue. As they walked, Lin Xiyue suddenly spun around and pinched his waist, hard.

Luo Xiu yelped in pain, his face contorting. "Damn it, Lin Xiyue, what's wrong with you?!"

Lin Xiyue's face was frosty as she glared at him. "I was over there working my tail off blocking reporters for you, and you're over here, quietly hitting on a female fan.

"And you even get a homemade lunch box. How blissful. I'm so touched I could cry."

Luo Xiu looked exasperated. "Cut the sarcasm, alright? That's Zhang Yi, the girl we saved last time. The daughter of the Shizun!"

"She came all this way just to thank this Divine Doctor. I could hardly give her the cold shoulder, could I?"

Lin Xiyue's grip on his waist slowly loosened. She rolled her eyes and said, "So, she's here to offer herself in gratitude, is that it?

"The precious daughter of the Shizun's family. How wonderful for you. You'd be set for life."

Luo Xiu smiled faintly. "She is pretty nice. Young, well-behaved, and beautiful."

Lin Xiyue's eyes flashed with anger, and she pinched him hard again. "Stop your nonsense and get to the pre-match inspection!"

"Ow."

「As time went on.」

Under the crowd's eager anticipation, Luo Xiu finally stepped onto the Combat Stage. The stadium instantly erupted. For a moment, the entire world seemed to be submerged in an ocean of cheers. The referee had to shout "Quiet!" repeatedly, and it took a long time to quell the audience's enthusiasm.

Following him, Watanabe Ichiro steadily ascended the Combat Stage.

「At the same time.」

In a VIP box high above the stadium, a few elders stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching Luo Xiu on the Combat Stage with thoughtful expressions.

The short, skinny elder spoke first. "It seems today's match holds no suspense."

The long-haired elder snorted, turned away, and walked back to sit on the sofa. Since the match's outcome was a foregone conclusion, there was no need to discuss it.

"By the way," one of them asked, "what do you think that old crone Miaoyu will do with the girl who possesses the Void Zen Sound once she gets back to Xianyin Valley?"

The short, skinny elder chuckled. "If it were before the Descendant of Ghost Valley had warned her, I believe she and the other Elders would have forcibly extracted the Void Zen Sound from the girl, at which point the girl would have certainly died. After all, the girl's talent is average and her background is ordinary. Xianyin Valley has plenty of geniuses far more suitable to inherit the Void Zen Sound.

The long-haired elder nodded in agreement. "That old woman Miaoyu is a first-rate hypocrite. She most likely would have done as you say. Even if she didn't, the other Elders would have."

The short, skinny elder added, "But now... that girl has Ghost Valley backing her. Xianyin Valley wouldn't dare lay a finger on her. In fact, they'll have to worship her like an ancestor."

"..."

「While they were talking.」

A thunderous wave of cheers suddenly roared through the stadium. The battle on the Combat Stage had begun! Even their soundproof VIP box couldn't completely block out the passionate roar of tens of thousands of spectators.

However, just as the elders had predicted, the match held no suspense.

Luo Xiu faced the formidable Watanabe Ichiro with his usual style. He went in with a slap, followed by a barrage of punches and kicks, doing everything in his power to humiliate him

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