Chapter 822: Chapter 822: You Are Sick and Need Treatment
Huang Shuyao.
Li Feng looked slightly surprised: "Is there something?"
"I came to deliver some medicine for you."
"Ha, a man."
Xiao Xi glanced mockingly at Li Feng, confirming what the online rumors suggested, that Li Feng was probably indeed a pretty boy.
It’s only been a few days, and the flower of the Xingyi Sect has been wooed.
Xiao Xi bypassed Li Feng and went straight to the entrance, opening the door and smiling brightly at Huang Shuyao outside.
"Come in!"
Huang Shuyao was also a bit surprised to see Xiao Xi.
"Don’t look at me like that, I have absolutely nothing to do with him. The two of you chat, I’m leaving. Bye-bye."
Xiao Xi left the room and closed the door from outside.
"Hmm, if Hua Wushuang finds out, who knows if he’ll be furious again."
Huang Shuyao walked into the room, her eyes swept over the messy bed and the towel on it, finally landing on Li Feng.
"My master asked me to bring you some medicine for internal injuries. This is a Xiao Huandan made by Daoist Cang Yun, which works wonders for internal injuries."
Li Feng responded with an "Oh".
"Then please thank your master and the Daoist Cang Yun for me."
Huang Shuyao looked at Li Feng: "You don’t have to worry about the medicine being a problem. Our Xingyi Sect has always been upright in our dealings, and my master is a member of the Southeastern region’s organizing committee, so he wouldn’t take such low actions."
"My master doesn’t want your internal injuries to linger and cause hidden damage, as this would be a significant loss to the National Martial Arts World."
"I’ll leave the medicine here."
Li Feng looked at Huang Shuyao, who explained herself. She didn’t immediately turn to leave, and she bit her lip slightly.
"Li Feng, I know there were some misunderstandings between us before, and I acted unreasonably afterward. I apologize to you."
"I hope you and my senior brother won’t hold grudges because of me."
Huang Shuyao said.
Li Feng looked at Huang Shuyao who was talking on her own, then stepped forward to stand in front of her. Huang Shuyao instinctively took a step back.
Thud.
Li Feng cornered Huang Shuyao against the wall.
"What... what are you trying to do?"
Li Feng looked down at the nervous Huang Shuyao: "Huang Shuyao, you’re sick, very sick."
Huang Shuyao looked up at Li Feng in astonishment.
"I’m sick? What kind of illness?"
"Princess syndrome."
"And it’s in the later stages."
Huang Shuyao’s expression changed. Li Feng said she had princess syndrome, and her mentality momentarily collapsed. Just the other day, he called her a two-faced green tea, and now it’s princess syndrome.
The anger in Huang Shuyao’s heart flared up for no reason, and she fixed her eyes on Li Feng.
"I have princess syndrome, fine. I’d like to hear how I have it?"
Huang Shuyao said coldly.
She had humbled herself to apologize, but was told by Li Feng that she had princess syndrome.
Anyone would get angry.
Li Feng looked at Huang Shuyao.
"Ha, of course you wouldn’t realize it, just like before, just like now. You have nothing better to do than come over and apologize. I don’t even know what you’re apologizing for."
"Do you think Hua Wushuang and I fought over you out of jealousy?"
"Alright."
"Seeing your attitude, it’s clear that’s what you thought."
"But, I can clearly and distinctly tell you that the fight between Hua Wushuang and me had not even the slightest connection to you."
"Perhaps Hua Wushuang has feelings for you, but to me, you’re just a pretty girl I’ve seen a couple of times."
"Can we not center everything around ourselves?"
"You jerk."
Huang Shuyao pushed Li Feng away.
"I was wrong, I apologize. Don’t worry, there definitely won’t be a next time." With that, Huang Shuyao turned coldly, opened the door, and saw Xiao Xi seemingly eavesdropping at the door.
Huang Shuyao glanced at Xiao Xi and left directly.
Xiao Xi was about to enter and gossip.
Only to be met by Li Feng blocking the entrance and slamming the door, giving Xiao Xi the cold shoulder.
Li Feng turned around and went back to the room.
He shook his head to shake off thoughts of Huang Shuyao, something that should’ve been nothing escalated due to her repeated provocations.
Maybe she thought she was right, but Li Feng didn’t want to get involved in such drama.
He reached out and grabbed the box of medicine Huang Shuyao brought, sniffed it. After all, his grandfather was a Medical Saint, skilled in alchemy and medicine-making.
The Xiao Huandan was indeed a great remedy for injuries.
But did Li Feng actually need it?
Being the Medical Saint’s grandson, he came to the Martial Arts Tournament fully prepared with all sorts of medicine.
The afternoon quickly passed.
The tournament continued in the afternoon, but Li Feng was absent.
"Number two absent, number one hundred seventy-two wins without a fight."
"Wow, he lucked out again."
"Yeah, I said it, after the fight between Li Feng and Hua Wushuang, he’s definitely hurt bad. That last draw, if it continued, Hua Wushuang would still have won."
"This Li Feng really knows how to act, pretending nothing’s wrong on stage. I knew it, right after, he rushed off to somewhere secluded to cough up blood. Looks like his internal injuries are bad."
"That’s just overestimating oneself. Li Feng might be done for if he’s not careful."
Seated in the audience, Xiao Xi frowned.
She had gone to see Li Feng before noon; he seemed fine. Was he pretending too?
No wonder he drove Huang Shuyao away so quickly and closed the door on her. He was just holding on.
In the audience, Hua Wushuang was also frowning.
His junior sister Huang Shuyao brought Li Feng some Xiao Huandan. Did he not take it?
Li Feng missed the evening tournament as well, with a record of one draw and two losses the next day, collecting just four points over two days.
Ranked first was still Hua Wushuang, who had six consecutive victories and nine points over two days.
Aside from Hua Wushuang, there were only four others with six consecutive victories in Group A, Xiao Xi being one of them.
Fifth place was Chen Zhen, with four wins and two losses, totaling five points.
Tie Xuan was in sixth place, with the same record.
Li Feng had dropped out of the top ten.
Similarly, a large number of eliminations began that day, with over a dozen people losing the chance to continue competing.
"Junior sister, are you sure Li Feng seemed fine when you saw him?"
"Senior brother, I’ve already said it several times. He was fine when I saw him, and there was even a woman leaving his room."
"Then why did he miss both the afternoon and evening tournaments?"
Hua Wushuang asked with a frown.
As someone who could rival him, Hua Wushuang had started to take an interest in Li Feng, and not because of Huang Shuyao this time.
Next to them, Li Bielang stroked his chin.
Could this guy also be pretending?
Thinking about Li Feng, Li Bielang felt he was unfathomable, unlike his senior who was straightforward and whose thoughts were readable in a glance.
"How would I know, I’m not familiar with him. I’m heading back to my room."
"Senior brother, let’s wait for tomorrow. If he misses tomorrow’s tournament, then he might truly be badly injured. But if he shows up, then it’s likely he was just pretending!"
Li Bielang said.
"Pretending?"