The girl's mind buzzed as she realized she was out of the running. An immense panic gripped her heart like a giant hand.
She frantically pounded on the Spiritual Energy Ball's barrier before her, her thin lips drained of color in her panic.
"Wait!"
"Lin Qianyan, what did you do?!"
"You bastard! Are you trying to steal my victory?! You fucking bitch, send me back—!!"
...
Watching Ji Xichan continuously beat against the Spiritual Energy Ball, Lin Qianyan felt a warmth spread through her heart. A gentle look flickered in her eyes, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly, as if she were gratified by Ji Xichan's concern.
"Miss Ji is truly a good girl. To think she'd be so angry and regretful after we gave her the chance to live... I hope this doesn't make her feel guilty for the rest of her life."
"Qianqian, we're not dead yet. Don't be so dramatic!"
Pei Yuhang said speechlessly to Lin Qianyan as he formed hand seals for Sword Control.
