“But that was just a warm-up. We are only about to get to the real fight now. What do we do about that?” Jiang Yingying questioned with a look of dissatisfaction.
Master Wang’s heart sank. If their fight continued, the grim reaper would be waiting for him at the sidelines. Even if he did not die, he did not know how he was going to live the rest of his life as a cripple. Just as he was contemplating on how to get out of the situation, a thought entered his mind, and his eyes lit up with hope.
He lifted his head and said, “Miss, there will be a martial arts championship in Yan City in a few days. If you want to participate in it, I can help you. I’m sure you’ll enjoy it.”
“Martial arts championship?” Jiang Yingying frowned. She was not interested in things like this, as she found them a waste of her time. Just as she was about to reject him, Han Jingru’s voice sounded from behind her.
“Register her into the championship. She’ll be joining.”
Jiang Yingying turned around to cast puzzled eyes at him. “Jingru, aren’t we rushing home for New Year?”