Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

Lei He’s eldest disciple intentionally beat Feng Tian to death but claimed it was an accident and he didn’t control his strength well enough… Hence, the academy was unable to pursue the matter…

“This time, by participating in the competition, you will end up like your Senior Brother Feng Tian.” Elder Gong sighed softly.

Elder Gong added, “However, you probably won’t enter the finals. You should be fine as long as you don’t encounter Lei He’s disciples.”

Ye Wanwan also didn’t know whether she would reach the finals, but how could she cower before even stepping onto the battlefield?!

Based on her smug look earlier, if she didn’t participate in this competition, her master would probably lose face.

Well, what’s done is done! I’ll go at it with everything I’ve got! It’s not like I’m afraid of them!

“Master, do you have alcohol?” Ye Wanwan asked him.

Elder Gong was startled.

“You’re a mercenary and a girl—don’t drink so much,” Elder Gong replied.

Seeing that Elder Gong was unwilling to give her alcohol, Ye Wanwan was forced to give up.

After leaving the manor, Ye Wanwan immediately made a beeline for the café.

“Fill this up with the high-alcohol-content cocktail from last time!”

Ye Wanwan took out a brand new liquor gourd and handed it to the server.

Ye Wanwan was exasperated as she watched the waiter filling up the gourd with the requested cocktail in a state of terror. Am I really a demon… Am I that frightening?!

After paying, Ye Wanwan carefully put the gourd away.

Alcohol… is truly wonderful…

The outcome of this martial competition would rely completely on this liquor gourd…

…

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

The Scarlet Flames Academy’s rear mountain was packed with people.

The typically rarely-seen A-rank mercenaries were everywhere the eye could see, and there were even a lot of S-rank mercenaries in their gold uniforms present.

Several large-scale stages were set up in the front already.

The martial competition would officially start in an hour.

The liquor gourd hung from Ye Wanwan’s waist as she walked around and examined the area.

It had to be said that there was truly some substance to Scarlet Flames Academy being one of the three great mercenary academies; they were exceptional indeed.

Whether it was the higher-ups or the high-ranked mercenaries, their quantity and quality were on a completely different level from normal mercenary academies.

Even if the Fearless Alliance attacked an academy like this at full strength, they would probably be sent flying back.

Soon, Ye Wanwan reached the seating area for honored guests.

She came looking for Elder Gong to converse with him, but before she could find him, a pair of strong hands landed softly on her shoulders.

Ye Wanwan instantly spun around.

“Ji Xiuran…”

Ye Wanwan was startled upon seeing the man’s gentle smile.

The man in white before her was none other than Ji Xiuran.

Ye Wanwan was about to speak when a chilly feeling sent her shivering.

She reflexively looked at the honored guest seating.

The man was wearing a rather formal suit and his eyes were icy without a trace of warmth, as though he became the personification of night itself.

“Lord Asura…”

Ye Wanwan was dumbstruck.

What’s going on…? Why are both Ji Xiuran and Lord Asura here?!

Lord Asura’s gaze settled on Ji Xiuran’s hand atop Ye Wanwan’s left shoulder and turned icier.

Ji Xiuran acted like he didn’t notice Lord Asura and was solely focused on Ye Wanwan. He chuckled lightly and asked, “Xiao Feng, are you doing alright at Scarlet Flames Academy?”

“Why are you here?” Ye Wanwan frowned deeply at him. It was alright that they came, but why… why did Emperor Ji and Lord Asura both come?!