Wait for me.

Xiao Yunting tasted something unusual from these three words. He looked at the girl's cheeks gradually flushing, but his heart sank.

"Having lost his inner strength, Zhu Li is now powerless to resist." He spoke in a low voice, hinting at something. He didn't finish his words, and then added, "I'll answer your question after the curse is lifted."

Ye Lan's heart moved slightly, and she instantly understood the meaning of his words. She also finally realized why he frowned and disliked his gaze at her at the auction.

"Haha." She lowered her eyes and chuckled softly, with a hint of relief and ease in her voice. "Okay, if I still want to ask you something then."

If the curse is lifted, then I will still want to know how you feel about me, then this question will make sense.

Ding Dong.

The elevator door slowly closed, taking away everyone including the Huang family.

Xiao Yunting returned to the hall alone, slowly walked up to the viewing area, and sat on another red velvet chair not far from the old man.

Seeing that he was planning to watch the game together, the old man couldn't help but tut his tongue twice, "As expected of the new ruthless ruler of the Hunter District, you can sit here and watch the person you like get beaten to death."

In a word, he stepped on two landmines.

Xiao Yunting's eyes glared, but he wasn't surprised that he knew his other identity, but—

"I'm her guardian."

Hearing this, the old man sneered, "Tsk, you're so sanctimonious. If you like someone, then you like them. Love between men and women is normal in this world. I also have to be tempted every ten years or so."

"..." Xiao Yunting was speechless when he caught a glimpse of his old face, which looked like a youthful face despite its white hair, even though it had lived for who knows how many years.

The old man suddenly felt like chatting with him. He stretched his neck while holding his wine glass and said, "Shouldn't someone with a face like you who doesn't want strangers to come near you like lively and cute girls? Why do you like someone as cold and gloomy as you, a little old-fashioned?"

As he spoke, he stretched out two fingers and pulled the corners of his mouth downwards, imitating Ye Lan's expression.

Seeing how he looked like two different people before and after, Xiao Yunting began to feel that the girl's words before leaving might not be comforting, so he asked, "If you want me to answer you, tell me Ye Lan's name besides her, who else is it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the noise from next door fall silent. He glanced over and saw that the old man had slumped back into the sofa. In the shadows, he seemed to have become extremely thin, and there was an indescribable loneliness between his eyebrows.

I'm afraid that man is dead.

The old man did not answer, but Xiao Yunting had already made a judgment.

Ye Lan...

He had never heard of this name before he met the girl.

Let me explain this in two ways.

There is no limit on the VIP elevator, so the Huang family and the security team pressed the first floor directly, while Ye Lan and the boy pressed the 187th floor.

The Huang family, the most cowardly members of this trip, finally escaped from the suffocating top floor and are gradually recovering.

They watched the elevator arrive at the next floor, their eyes landing on the young man.

"Young Master, are you really going to fight in the ring? Fighting from top to bottom is the most dangerous level. Fists and kicks are blind, and life and death are irrelevant. The clan is still waiting for you to return and inherit the position of clan leader."

The elevator space is so small that you can hear any slightly loud noise, let alone people talking.

But at this time, the young man standing in front turned a deaf ear to the words of the Huang family and had no intention of responding.

Ding Dong.

Arriving at the 187th floor, the elevator door slowly opened.

The young man tilted his head to look at Ye Lan beside him and asked in a low voice, "Can you walk?"

Ye Lan nodded slightly when he heard this, indicating that he could do it.

The young man gave up the idea of ​​reaching out to help and decided to step out and officially enter the arena.

At this moment, there was a click and the door closing button next to him was pressed.

Everyone looked over and saw Huang Yao looking at the young man with a wronged face. He repeated, "Are you really not going back with us? You have to think carefully. The arena outside the door may very well cost you your life. If you go with us now, you will return to Peach Blossom Island as the young master of the Pharmacist Clan. You will immediately inherit the position of clan leader and can even marry..."

When she said this, her face turned slightly red and she felt a little embarrassed, thinking that after she returned, their marriage would naturally be facilitated by their elders.

As for the two paths before the young man, which one is easier and more advantageous? Even a fool would know how to choose.

But, "Let go." The boy's hoarse voice sounded deep and deep, like a hidden warning from some wild beast in the jungle, full of danger.

Hearing this, Huang Yao's fingers trembled and he unconsciously released the close button.

The elevator door opened again and the boy was the first to step out.

Behind him, the second brother of the Huang family said angrily, "What's your attitude? Yaoyao was trying to stop you from jumping into the fire pit with good intentions, but you took her kindness for granted!"

Now that the old man and Xiao Yunting are not here, he instantly feels more confident again.

Unfortunately, the next second, a gust of wind blew over, and he felt a flash before his eyes. Then his neck was pinched by a hand and he was lifted into the air.

"Ahem, you..."

"Second brother! Young Master, what are you doing?!"

"Stop it!"

The Huang brothers were caught off guard by the young man. They were shocked and horrified to realize that the other party was not a soft persimmon that they could bully.

The young man was afraid of Ye Landuo and the others, so he had no intention of getting entangled with them. He said in a cold tone, "When I was less than ten years old, you knocked me unconscious and sent me to the Immortal Mountain to be a medicine man. You didn't care about my life or death. Now you are like this, don't you feel disgusted?"

It seemed like he hadn't spoken so much in a long time. He spoke a little slowly, but every word he said was extremely clear, echoing in the elevator, and instantly it was like several big slaps in the face of the Huang family.

They were stunned, but when they thought carefully about the unpredictable behavior of the Medical Immortal, he could even shrink the boy, poison him and make him mute, and then throw him outside to fend for himself. Not to mention that he was only ten years old at the time and had just entered the Immortal Mountain without any strength, so how difficult it would have been for him to survive.

Thinking of this, the Huang family members blushed at the thought of their own arrogant words just now, and could not utter another word.

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man took the lead, turned around and strode out the door.

The elevator door slowly closed, and all that was left in sight was the young man's figure following Ye Lan without hesitation.

Outside the door, on the 187th floor of the Corner Building.

Because he was walking through the VIP channel, Ye Lan entered the venue from the mid-air guest viewing platform.

"Huh? Did that kid go the wrong way? Why did he come out of the VIP elevator and head downstairs?"

Seeing someone coming into the VIP elevator, which is rarely opened, the wealthy people in the viewing stands were all planning to hand out their business cards and make friends with them.

Unexpectedly, a pair of young children came out and walked off the stage without even looking around, and went straight to the registration office.

"I want to compete."

Ye Lan's voice was still weak, and when he handed his name tag through the window, his fingertips were still very cold.

The ticket seller saw that she had come down from above and her face was frighteningly pale. He couldn't help but hesitate, "Miss, would you like to reconsider this? The lowest-scoring contestant on the 187th floor has already killed 200 people on the stage. If you go on stage, we can't guarantee your safety."