Chapter 652: 551 Complete Domination! Lin Qingjia Meets Wen Tinglan [1 More]_2

“Since God Ying has already competed earlier, let’s switch to Classmate Wen this time.” Qin Lingyu received the notification from the backstage crew and raised an eyebrow, “Please get ready, our staff will bring up the equipment.”

“I have a question.” Adele raised her hand, “Can I concede voluntarily?”

Qin Lingyu nodded, “According to the rules, it’s possible.”

Adele’s eyes lit up, “Then I concede. I’m not as skilled as Ah Lan, Sister Qin, just add a point to the second group directly!”

Wen Tinglan frowned, “Adele, that’s not good. We should still compete.”

How could he allow a girl to concede and give points to the second group?

“What’s the big deal? That’s just a sign of her affection for you.” Adele propped her chin with one hand and fiercely slapped the table with the other, “I don’t mind, so what’s there for you to worry about.”

Wen Tinglan’s throat tightened, and he turned his head subconsciously, “Sis, I’m not–I–”

Ying Zijin fiddled with the gun assembled in her hand, her voice calm and steady, “It’s fine, your face turned red, but I didn’t see it. Really.”

Wen Tinglan: “…”

He knew who his sister had been picking up bad habits from.

Bad company corrupts good morals.

[Damn, this girl is too cute. I want to grab her and Rua her fiercely.]

[God Ying, hurry, hurry, hurry, confirm the engagement. You won’t have to worry about your brother’s wife.]

[Wow, the brother has already been matched with someone. What about you, God Ying? Step it up, don’t lose to your brother!]

Of course, the students couldn’t see these bullet comments in the live broadcast.

But Adele’s action made Huan’s face go completely dark.

He clenched his teeth, restraining the anger in his heart.

Even though Adele’s shooting was a bit weaker than Wen Tinglan’s, who would concede so directly?

He really couldn’t see what was so good about this kid.

In the subsequent competition, Huan’s group only scored one point.

That one point was after Wen Tinglan faced Adele again and conceded early, one step ahead.

In the second group, Li Han and the other two barely lifted a finger and watched as this pair of siblings completed an absolute crushing victory.

The final score settled at 10:140.

An overwhelming difference.

“That concludes today’s academic competition,” Qin Lingyu addressed the camera, “Soon, the crew will take these geniuses to tour some attractions in the Imperial Capital, filming their daily lives. Feel free to take a break during the commercials, and it’s fine if you don’t come back.”

**

The filming lasted four hours, from eight o’clock to twelve.

After lunch, Huan returned to the hotel with a still sullen complexion.

He had already divined his fortune before leaving Norton University.

The Astrology Chart indicated that his trip to Hua Country would go smoothly without any setbacks.

So what happened today?

Huan opened his computer with a cold expression, and took a call.

On the other end was the family’s secretary: “Young Master Huan, we’ve chosen the location for you.”

Huan looked at the icon being transmitted on the computer and narrowed his eyes, “What’s special about this place?”

A lake on Solitary Mountain was indeed a good place to make someone disappear.

But Huan truly hadn’t found anything special about it.

“Your elders have already divined the location; this mountain is in the northern part of the Imperial Capital,” the secretary replied with a smile, “Actually, a kind of beast lives there. You know, many animals believed to be extinct might still exist in the world.”

Huan nodded.

The Earth is vast; at least at the deepest parts of the ocean, humanity is currently unable to fully explore.

“If we can’t kill indirectly, the family has also hired several hunters from the NOK forums,” the secretary sent another list, “These hunters will assist you, Young Master, in keeping Wen Tinglan in Hua Country.”

Looking at the list deep in thought, Huan suddenly wondered, “Isn’t it said that there are ancient martial artists in Hua Country? Can these hunters beat an ancient martial artist?”

He heard that the Ancient Martial World was around the Imperial Capital, wasn’t this deliberately invading their Domain?

“Don’t worry, Young Master Huan,” the secretary spoke, “The ancient martial artists are all within the Ancient Martial World, bound by rules, and won’t come out casually.”

“Furthermore, does Wen Tinglan seem to be acquainted with ancient martial artists to you?”

If he was from the Ancient Martial World, they would never send their descendants to Norton University; they have their own academies.

Huan felt relieved.

“Young Master Huan, you are the hope of Hershel, and its legacy,” the secretary concluded, “Your future wife should also come from the Milton family. Miss Adele can only marry you. Good luck.”