Douluo Continent: The Eternal Order of the Azure Sky.

Kong Tianxu leaned in and stepped forward.

Two sighs.

A moment of beauty.

……

Meanwhile, Wang Qiu'er, with a long face, walked along the villa's corridor carrying large and small bags.

During the day, she originally planned to continue her battle of wits with Kong Tianxu on the only way back to the Mingyue Hotel, but she never expected that this guy would disappear without a trace after the match.

So, under the joint encouragement of Tang Ya and Nan Qiuqiu, Wang Qiu'er was once again dragged onto the pirate ship, becoming their shopping bag carrier and Barbie doll for trying on clothes, and also making good use of the VIP card of Ruijin Money Shop that Kong Tianxu gave Wang Qiu'er.

The three of them strolled around for the entire afternoon, until night fell, before returning to Air One, either satisfied or almost exhausted.

Although she was exhausted from shopping, Wang Qiu'er felt that she hadn't come away empty-handed.

At least, she also learned a new word called "good best friend" from Tang Ya, who explained that it means a good friend.

Yeah, that sounds much better than "best friend".

Wang Qiu'er pushed open the door and casually threw the bags on the ground.

Then she froze.

On the bed, two things were neatly placed.

A set of clothes, the very same dragon-scale outfit she wore that day, and—

Golden Dragon Spear.

That three-and-a-half-meter-long, gleaming golden spear had been lying quietly on her bed for who knows how long, as if it had been waiting for her to return.

Wang Qiu'er stared blankly at them.

She walked over and gently touched the Golden Dragon Spear.

A strange sensation came from my hand.

It's like a child adopted by a wealthy family, who has just adapted to that dreamlike life, is about to be brought back to reality and forced to face their impoverished family of origin and return to their former life.

Wang Qiu'er was stunned.

She slowly put everything down, sat on the bed, and gently hugged her legs, curling herself into a ball.

Is it... just my imagination?

She felt the same way.

Outside the window, the night sky over Mingdu remained dazzling. Inside the room, the young girl sat with her knees drawn up to her chest, gazing at the golden dragon spear, motionless for a long time.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Jiang Nannan arrived at the door of room number one as agreed. There was still a while before the agreed time, and she was still adjusting her emotions and words when she found that the door was ajar.

Jiang Nannan pushed open the door and found that Zhang Lexuan was already there.

She stood by the window, still dressed in that white outfit, her long hair tied up high, looking no different from usual.

But Jiang Nannan keenly noticed that Zhang Lexuan's ear tips seemed a little red, and there was an indescribable charm in the corners of her eyes and brows, which made Jiang Nannan's face inexplicably flush.

Kong Tianxu was right next to Zhang Lexuan.

"Senior Sister, you... so early?" Jiang Nannan asked cautiously.

Zhang Lexuan turned around and nodded: "Okay. It's good that you're here. Go in, Qiu'er is waiting for you."

She didn't explain anything further.

Wang Qiu'er sat on the sofa in the living room, having regained her usual aloof demeanor, her beautiful face devoid of any expression.

Jiang Nannan bit her lip, stepped forward, and her eyes instantly reddened. She sat down next to Wang Qiu'er with ease, but maintained a delicate distance that made Wang Qiu'er feel a little stiff.

"Qiu'er, I'm sorry."

The apology was sincere and filled with remorse.

Seeing this, Kong Tianxu couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, roll his eyes, and look at Zhang Lexuan speechlessly.

Is this the army you've led?

Oh well, it's my fault.

Zhang Lexuan pretended to be angry and turned her face away, refusing to look at him.

Meanwhile, Jiang Nannan's long-awaited tears finally moistened her eyelashes.

"Qiu'er, I'm sorry." She lowered her head, her voice trembling slightly. "It was my fault that day. I shouldn't have said those things to you."

"I should have realized then that you pushed me away because you were worried about my safety and forgot about Yuhao's tactics and the effects of my soul skill."

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. We lost to the Body Sect, and San Shi and the others were seriously injured. I was so devastated at the time. I'm sorry."

Jiang Nannan suddenly reached out and grabbed Wang Qiu'er's hands. She was incredibly agile, and Wang Qiu'er was so stunned by her series of movements that she couldn't shake her off immediately.

But in the end, Wang Qiu'er still managed to firmly pull Jiang Nannan's hands off, as if she were peeling off a layer of dead skin.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Nannan's face turned pale for a moment, but she quickly recovered, stood up, and bowed deeply, tears streaming down her face.

"No matter what, it's all my fault. Qiu'er, whether you're willing to forgive me or not, I beg you, come back. We bear the glory of Shrek Academy, we are one!"

Wang Qiu'er looked at her and remained silent for a few seconds.

Then she nodded, her tone flat: "I understand."

that's it?

Jiang Nannan looked up at her, somewhat uncertainly. She thought Wang Qiu'er would be sarcastic or simply ignore her. She hadn't expected the other woman to accept it so casually.

Wang Qiu'er didn't say anything more, and didn't even take any luggage with her as she turned and walked towards the door.

As I passed by the window, I brushed past Kong Tianxu.

Without pausing or making eye contact, she continued walking forward, turning her head and walking out the door without looking back.

Jiang Nannan looked left and right, and then, feeling restless, ran outside.

Zhang Lexuan glanced at Kong Tianxu's still calm expression, and smiled as she helped him straighten his collar, which was slightly disheveled from the sudden battle that morning.

"You were so cold and rude in kicking people out, now your goodwill towards me is gone."

There was a hint of cunning in her smile.

“However,” Zhang Lexuan’s expression suddenly became serious, “Qiu’er is actually a really good girl.”

"Huh? How come you're the one looking for people like this?" Kong Tianxu was both amused and exasperated.

Zhang Lexuan pouted, "I'd rather you flirt around with other women than let me know more about them. It's not like I'll make a difference if you do. Do you think I can't see through you? The ones on your team..."

"She is not like you."

Kong Tianxu helplessly pinched Zhang Lexuan's cheek and shook his head, saying:

“She is different from all of us.”

Zhang Lexuan was a little confused, but this wasn't the first or second time Kong Tianxu had spoken in such a cryptic way, so she didn't bother to think about it too much. After a final tender moment, she bid farewell to Kong Tianxu.

The door was closed gently.

Kong Tianxu turned back to the window.

He didn't need to keep staring; with his powerful mental strength and vision of the world, he knew that Wang Qiu'er hadn't looked back even once.

Descending the escalator, I felt like a hurried passerby.

But if it really ends like this, it would be far too boring.

……

The atmosphere was somewhat somber on the way back.

Wang Qiu'er walked at the front without saying a word. She walked quickly, as if trying to leave something behind.

The morning breeze lifted her long hair, the light blue strands fluttering in the air, taking on a warm golden hue in the sunlight, yet giving off a sense of detachment.

Zhang Lexuan followed behind her, watching her back, and suddenly spoke:

"Qiu'er, I heard from Tian that you are injured. Our match is in the afternoon. You don't have to go to watch the match like us. You can go straight back to your room to rest."

Wang Qiu'er shook her head, her voice cold and clear: "I'm going."

Another silence followed.

Jiang Nannan walked beside him, feeling the oppressive atmosphere making it hard to breathe. She wanted to find something to talk about to ease the tension, and her gaze inadvertently fell on Wang Qiu'er.

"Qiu'er, your clothes!"

Wang Qiu'er looked down at the repaired clothes she was wearing and frowned slightly.

The dress was originally white and gold, with an exquisite design that accentuated her figure.

But at this moment, there was a square piece of red cloth on his shoulder, which was the spot where he had been hit by the blood-red ray. It looked like it had been repaired.

The patch was made of the finest fabric, of excellent quality. Even with such a repair, Wang Qiu'er didn't feel any discomfort, but…

too ugly.

The red cloth was cut into neat squares and sewn onto the shoulders, completely clashing with the overall white and gold design. Moreover, the fabric appeared to have been folded, bulging and puffy, like a—

“A bag?” Jiang Nannan blurted out, “It looks like a red bag.”

A red bag?

Wang Qiu'er was stunned for a moment.

Red envelope?

Then, as if remembering something, she quickly reached for the bulging red envelope behind her shoulder.

She executed this difficult move with an indescribable beauty. Her slender arms wrapped around her shoulders, her fingertips reaching behind her back, her waist slightly twisted, outlining a graceful curve.

Then, to Zhang Lexuan and Jiang Nannan's surprise, she actually pulled out a small thing from the bulging fabric.

Wang Qiu'er stared blankly at the object in her hand.

It was a bluish-gold copper coin.