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nLou Yu helped Mo Yi support Mo Yi onto the bed. Mo Yi lied on bed, murmuring something in his mouth. After quite a few times, Mo Fei heard he was saying “fourteen”.

nSeeing Mo Yi was still weeping in his sleep, Mo Fei heaved a long sigh.

n“Tomorrow is the Top 100 Championship. Drunken like that, do you think Mo Yi could still make it?” asked Lou Yu while looking over to Mo Fei.

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nMo Fei looked at Mo Yi in bed, saying with a flat tone, “Of course. Yiyi is not so vulnerable as you imagine. He has a lot of things to do. He wouldn’t collapse so easily.”

n“It seems you know him pretty well!” said Lou Yu with his head tilted.

nMo Fei said flatly, “After all we’ve known each other for over a year. And he has been by my side.”

nSeeing Mo Fei cared about Mo Yi so much, Lou Yu felt rather complicated.

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n“You go to take some rest. I’m gonna take care of Yiyi.” Mo Fei looked up to Lou Yu.

nLou Yu then said without hesitation, “As fumbling as you are, how could you take good care of him? I’m gonna stay.”

nLou Yu shook his head while looking at Lou Yu, “You? You are no better than me. I’m worried.”

nLou Yu snorted, “Is that two holes in there? From any angle, I am more reliable than you.”

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nSince no one would yield, the two finally both stayed.

nWhen Mo Yi woke up in the morning and saw Mo Fei and Lou Yu were both here, he was astonished, “Young master.”

nHearing Mo Yi, Mo Fei woke up from a daze.

n“Are you all right, Yiyi?” asked Mo Fei eagerly.

nMo Yi shook his head, “Of course, I am all good.”

nMo Fei exhaled a sigh of relief, “I am so glad you are OK. You freaked me out yesterday, you know?”

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nMo Yi wore a bitter smile, then resumed as calm as before, “Young master, sorry, I won’t anymore. This is the last time.”

nMo Fei smiled awkwardly and said, It’s good. It’s good, as long as you get out of it.”

nMo Yi pursed his lips, showing a bitter smile, “Actually, you are right, young master. Early loves never ends well.”

nMo Fei scratched his head, saying with an awkward tone, “I was just saying it. Don’t put it on your mind.”

nMo Yi’s face was a bit pale, “Young master, you are a wise man. You were just saying it and it’s already so reasonable.”

nMo Fei lowered his head, saying kind of melancholy, ” Come on! I know you are just flattering me.”

nAfter asking Mo Fei and Lou Yu out with an excuse, Mo Fei got changed and walked out, looking quite normal as if nothing had happened.

nSeeing Mo Yi act so normally as always, Lou Yu really could not imagine he was weeping like an abandoned stray cat last night.

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nLooking at Mo Yi’s red and swollen eyes, Su Rong asked nervously, “Yiyi, are you all right?”

nSu Rong wanted to stay yesterday, but his family asked him back to take the last special training. So he could only go home.

nMo Yi shook his head and said, “I’m ok, you can rest assured.”

nSu Rong nodded and said, “It’s good you are OK. Glad to hear that. By the way, Mo Yi, this time your opponent is Meng Xin’er from Fierce Tiger Military Institute. She is a level three star magician, but she has a pair of glamouring eyes, very impressive.”

nMo Yi raised her eyebrows and asked, “Glamouring eyes? You mean eyes that could weave illusions?”

nSu Rong nodded and said, “Yes, it is said that her pair of eyes has magic. Once someone looks into her eyes, that person’s soul would be suck out. So when you fight her, try not to look at her eyes.”

nMo Yi nodded and said, “I know.”

nThe grandstand of the Imperial College were already full.

nThe contestants from Fierce Tiger Military Institute encircled Zheng Xuan in the middle.

n“Senior Zheng Xuan, I heard you have ever fought with Mo Yi. What odds do you think I can win him?” Meng Xin’er kept her eyes wide open and asked Zheng Xuan affectionately.

nZheng Xuan gave Meng Xin’er a cold look and said indifferently, “In my opinion, you have no chance.”

nMeng Xin’er’s expression changed a bit, she said awkwardly, “Senior Zheng, you must be kidding.”

nZheng Xuan said flatly, “I’m not kidding. Mo Yi is no ordinary person. You nearly have no chance.”

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nThen the smile on Meng Xin’er’s face froze.

n“Senior Zheng Xuan, how could you boost other people’s morale and reduce one’s own courage?” said one male contestant.

n“I’m telling the truth!” Seeing some people were unsatisfied with his answer, Zheng Xuan just ignored them and walked away.

n“Xin’er, don’t be upset. You know, that is how he is as always.”

nMeng Xin’er gritted her teeth, “What kind of person is he? How could he say that? Maybe he is powerful, so what? But he still got beaten by Mo Yi! Everyone knows that he tried to protect Xu Zihan, but got stung by bees all over his face!”

n“Yes! That Xu Zihan always makes trouble. Since he got senior Zheng’s back, he just acts bold enough. This time he meets his bane!”

nMeng Xin’er gritted his teeth. “Yes! And Zheng Xuan, he is a total wife-con! He just follows every word of Xu Zihan! I despise him!”

n“Xu Zihan failed in the talent contest this time and was scolded by many people on Star website.” some female contestant ridiculed.

n“All right. That is senior Zheng’s personal life. We shouldn’t talk more.” some contestant tried to mediate.

nThinking of Zheng Xuan’s identity, Meng Xin’er and others reluctantly shut their mouths.

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