Zheng Xuan gazed around now and then. At this time, Li Jia before Zheng Xuan walked to him, thinking that why he was so unlucky to encounter Zheng Xuan the pervert over and over again!
“Senior Zheng, I really did not see someone wearing a Grimace Flower mask with injury on the left shoulder.” Before Zheng Xuan asked, Li Jia already confessed.
On hearing his words, Zhen Xuan said grumpily, “You are so useless!”
Li Jia lowered his head, thinking: Does the two things have anything to do with each other?
Then Li Jia said helplessly, “Senior zheng, don’t blame my being gossipy. No one would wear a Grimace Flower mask to run around at daytime.”
Suddenly Zheng Xuan’s eyes were beaming. He grasped Li Jia’s shoulders and shook violently, “You said right!”
Getting pinched by Zheng Xuan so hard, Li Jia only felt his shoulders were nearly crashed. Fortunately Zheng Xuan soon let go of him.
Zheng Xuan suddenly realized the reason Seven wore that mask was that he didn’t want him to know his identity. After he left, of course he would no long wear that mask.
“Thank you.” Zheng Xuan said suddenly.
Li Jia felt flattered, “Senior Zheng, you are welcome.”
Zheng Xuan then was like talking to himself and walked away, losing his wits.
Seeing Zheng Xuan leave, Li Jia heaved a sigh of relief.
Zheng Xuan was walking on the road, frowning. Though he had figured out that Seven should have taken off his mask, he still had no idea how to find him.
Zheng Xuan heaved a sigh and kept running helter-skelter in the jungle.
Suddenly some dense fragrance of Minglan Flower flew by the tip of his nose. Zheng Xuan then saw a towering Minglan Tree, with big blue Minglan flowers blooming.
A young man was taking a nap on a branch of the tree, with his hair fluttering with the breeze, making him so unworldly.
When the young man lowered his head, Zheng Xuan muttered surprisingly, “Mo Yi!”
Mo Yi gave him a faint smile. He raised his right hand and then numerous water arrows shot into the sky and then dozens of birds immediately exploded in the air.
The minced meat and flood fell down. Zheng Xuan got dumbfounded. He got splashed some blood on his clothes, and also some minced meat on his clothes and his head.
Mo Yi lowered his head and smiled slightly, “I’m so sorry, senior Zheng, I didn’t see you. So sorry to have you splashed so much blood.”
While saying so, Mo Yi didn’t feel a bit of sorry in his heart.
Zheng Xuan darkened his face, thinking, “You didn’t see me? How could you just lie through your teeth so easily? You only did it after seeing me!”
“It doesn’t matter.” Zheng Xuan said flatly.
Mo Yi then shrugged his shoulders, “As long as you don’t mind.”
Mo Yi stood on a thick branch, wearing that charming smile.
While Zheng Xuan stood under the tree, with blood and minced meat all over, looking pretty awkward.
Zheng Xuan stared at Mo Yi, with some doubt feeling flashing in his eyes.
Mo Yi cast a few glances at Zheng Xuan, and sighed heavily in his heart, then tipped on the branch and jumped onto another tree, and left quickly.
Watching Mo Yi’s back, Zheng Xuan felt kind of having lost something in his heart.
Mo Yi closed his eyes, thinking, “Zheng Xuan, if you can recognize me on the first sight, it means we are still not over. If not, it means destiny parts us.”
Standing under the tree, Zheng Xuan suddenly thought of something. But Mo Yi was already gone, so he hurriedly went after him.
“Zheng Xuan!” Seeing Zheng Xuan was coming his way, Su Rong’s lips curled.
Zheng Xuan’s act had already spread among those trainees. Now almost all of those who had entered the finals knew that Zheng Xuan had lost his mind who was only focusing on looking for someone called Seven. No one in the Realm was called Seven as far as they knew!
On seeing Su Rong, ZHeng Xuan got pleasantly surprised. He immediately pounced at Su Rong and grasped his arms.
Su Rong got intimidated by zheng Xuan’s ‘bright’ smile, and thought to himself, “This guy is indeed going nuts!”
“Why are grasping me? Let go!” said Su Rong disgustedly.
Zheng Xuan then let him go and said excitedly, “Su Rong, I want to ask you something.”
Su Rong flattened his sleeves and then asked, “Are you going to ask me if I saw a man wearing a face mask? No, I didn’t.”
Zheng Xuan shook his head and said: “I don’t want to ask this. What I am trying to ask is how old Yiyi is, who his parents are, and what he was doing when he was about 12 years old…”