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Instead, they looked at Feng Baobao on the stage.

The power and fighting spirit in his eyes were clearly visible.

"Miss Feng is incredibly strong."

In the audience, Zhang Chulan frowned.

The way Feng Shayan had so easily defeated Night Owl, and that spatial ability, was giving him a bit of a headache.

If it were up to me, I might have a chance to win if I went all out.

But that would expose our hand.

"It's alright, I'll handle her." As if knowing Zhang Chulan's worries, Feng Baobao calmly met Feng Shayan's gaze and said, "I will take care of her."

"Really? That makes sense. With Bao'er in charge, victory is practically guaranteed!"

Thinking about tomorrow's match, Feng Shayan will be facing off against Feng Baobao.

Zhang Chulan felt relieved again.

If possible, it's better to save your trump card for last.

"Feng Baobao".

Suddenly, Mo Wen spoke.

Feng Baobao blinked and looked at Mo Wen.

Zhang Chulan, Xu San, and Xu Si also looked at Mo Wen.

"Shayan has been training very hard in order to fight you. I hope you can give it your all in tomorrow's battle and defeat Feng Shayan."

Mo Wen's voice was calm, but he could see Feng Shayan's fighting spirit towards Feng Baobao.

As good friends.

He didn't want Feng Shayan to be disappointed or regretful, even if she was defeated, because Feng Shayan wouldn't be discouraged by being defeated.

She will only work harder and strive to catch up.

Seeing this, Zhang Chulan's eyes darted around, and he was just about to agree on Feng Baobao's behalf.

Feng Baobao then said, "No problem. Even if you didn't say anything, I would have dealt with her tomorrow anyway. Right now, she's a nuisance to Zhang Chulan."

Zhang Chulan looked at Feng Baobao in surprise.

When did Bao'er become smart?

"Okay, that's good."

Mo Wen smiled slightly.

From below the stage, Feng Shayan saw Mo Wen and Feng Baobao talking about something, and glared at Mo Wen.

"Humph."

Feng Shayan gave a soft hum, then turned and swayed her slender waist as she left.

She had heard about what happened at the bonfire party last night.

......

Chapter 196 is really great!

After Feng Shayan leaves the field, it will be time for the next round of battle.

At this moment, Mo Wen was also preparing to leave.

He will be giving Mr. Tian Jinzhong his second treatment today.

But before leaving.

Mo Wen overheard Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao huddled together, whispering something.

"Sister Bao'er, is it really as you said, that you can handle it without anyone noticing?" Zhang Chulan squinted, his tone deep and furtive.

"Don't cause any trouble."

Feng Baobao lowered the brim of her hat, the shadow covering her face, her deep, calm eyes looking at Zhang Chulan.

"Don't worry, I'm very familiar with this type of business."

Mo Wen looked somewhat speechless.

If you didn't know their true purpose, anyone who heard them say that they were going to commit murder and arson would think they were planning to.

The poor king didn't hesitate to reveal his extraordinary skills and travel a long distance to the Celestial Master's Mansion to help the old Celestial Master ward off calamity.

As a result, his disciple's grand-disciple had someone bury him in the ground.

Mo Wen felt a pang of pity for their pitiful state.

"Chu Lan".

Hearing Mo Wen call his name, Zhang Chulan quickly turned around and said, "What can I do for you, brother?"

Mo Wen raised an eyebrow as he looked at the enthusiastic Zhang Chulan.

"I didn't give any orders. I'm just telling you that Wang is here to help your advisor deal with Zhuge Qing."

"You understand now, right?"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan was immediately taken aback.

He immediately realized what was happening and said in disbelief, "Master Wang is one of us?"

Mo Wen hummed in agreement and patted Zhang Chulan on the shoulder.

"So don't bury him; he's had a hard life too."

"Uh haha... Big brother, you heard everything..." Zhang Chulan chuckled awkwardly, somewhat embarrassed.

He then quickly said, "Luckily, my brother told me, otherwise I would have done something terrible. Sister Bao'er, the plan is canceled. We won't bury Master Wang."

"Oh."

Feng Baobao blinked and obediently put down the shovel she was carrying on her shoulder.

He no longer seemed to be up to something bad.

"Alright, you can wander around as you like. I'll go treat your Master Tian."

Mo Wen put his hands in his pockets and walked off the field.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan immediately asked, "Brother, how is Master's condition? Can I go with you?"

Mo Wen waved his hand without turning his head.

"Your advisor, Mr. Tian, ​​is fine. He was just watching the game from the opposite stands, so you don't need to go."

"You can see me whenever you want after you're cured."

Watching Mo Wen's figure disappear into the distance.

Zhang Chulan pursed his lips, his eyes flickering.

"Thank you, brother..."

......

It was still an old-fashioned courtyard.

Tian Jinzhong, who had returned early, had changed into a clean white undershirt and was sitting cross-legged on the bed.

"Grandpa Tian, ​​today's treatment will be quite painful because we need to separate your adhered meridians."

Mo Wen reminded Tian Jinzhong.

"Haha, I'm used to pain. Come on, don't worry about me."

"I should thank you, Mo Wen. I haven't slept so well in a long time."

Tian Jinzhong laughed heartily. He looked at Mo Wen, then, as if remembering something, asked:

"By the way, I didn't talk in my sleep, did I?"

Mo Wen smiled and said, "No, you were sleeping soundly. But I didn't expect that Old Tian would also have the habit of talking in his sleep."

"Hey, I'm sorry you had to see this."

Tian Jinzhong's expression relaxed slightly when he realized he hadn't been talking in his sleep.

He was terrified when he woke up yesterday.

Fortunately, after testing him, Tian Jinzhong found that his senior brother hadn't heard him talking in his sleep, which put his mind at ease.

"Mo Wen, if you encounter any trouble or difficulties..."

"Don't be shy, just tell me directly."

Tian Jinzhong said gently to Mo Wen, "If there's anything you need, I'll have my senior brother help you."

Mo Wen knew what Tian Jinzhong was talking about, and nodded with a smile: "Okay, don't worry, Elder Tian. If I really run into trouble, I will definitely ask you for help."

"Haha, that's right."

Tian Jinzhong said with a smile.

However, he did not know that Mo Wen had never intended to use any favors.

Because Mo Wen never really cared about the Wang and Lü families.

Besides, why would the favors of the Celestial Master's Mansion be used against the Wang family?

Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?

"Mr. Tian, ​​I'm starting."

"Please."

A radiant white light, brimming with the breath of life, shone from the tip of Mo Wen's index finger.

The seemingly slow but actually fast point was on the anterior edge of Tian Jinzhong's right upper arm, starting along the Hand Shaoyin Heart Meridian and the Hand Jueyin Pericardium Meridian, gradually injecting the force of the One-Finger Divine Skill.