"Why did you give me your bracelet?"

"I still owe you credits, just send me two thousand."

Song Qinghuan immediately took back the bracelet, looking a little dazed.

Upon hearing this, the people nearby...

I've finally realized that this kid is just trying to get something for nothing.

Not only do I not have 5,000 points, I even owe my girlfriend some.

For a time, some people were filled with envy and longing.

Some people looked on with admiration and wished they could become his apprentices on the spot.

After the competition ended, everyone dispersed.

Yan Yu remained waiting on the side.

"Junior Brother Su Yu, don't suggest I go on stage next time."

"I don't have a hobby of playing with balls," she said, her face seemingly full of resentment.

Su Yu immediately laughed and said, "Senior sister, you've misunderstood! You've misunderstood! I just misspoke."

Yan Yu remained noncommittal; she felt that the boy had genuinely wanted to test his knife on her.

"Junior Sister Qinghuan, is there anywhere else you'd like to go? I'll gladly show you around today." She turned her gaze to Song Qinghuan.

"Thank you, Senior Sister. We're also planning to visit the Cultivation Pavilion."

Yan Yu nodded: "Okay, that's an interesting place. After I take you there, I'll go cultivate too."

"With you junior brothers and sisters here, I really dare not slack off now."

"Come on, I'll lead the way. It's not easy for your senior sister to meet you these past few days, so we can't offend you easily."

Everyone politely followed behind her.

Inside the martial arts hall, the teacher in charge watched the group leave and saw the top scholar who had stood out in the era of geniuses.

Judging from the other party's actions, he had a premonition that this year's Tianban class would be much more united than in the past.