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"I\'m not covering anything up."

"Then why, when I wanted to take you to dine with her, you didn\'t agree, and you even said you like me?"

"I never said that I like you."

"..."

Bai Qi fell silent again, as she went through all the events of the past days in her mind once more.

"Stop thinking about it, we\'re almost at our stop."

Seeing that the vehicle had begun announcing the next station, Fang Ren interrupted her, then started to gather his luggage and stood up from his seat.

Seeing this, Bai Qi placed the little Qianye on her shoulder, picked up her backpack as well, and stood up, then got off the vehicle after it came to a complete stop.

Upon disembarking, the scenery was filled with skyscrapers, their grandeur almost obscuring the sky—a vastness simply unbelievable.

Amid these massive buildings, countless high-tech floating devices and cultivators flying through the skies created a somewhat dizzying spectacle.

Fang Ren checked the time, quickly hailed a cab at the station, and hastened towards the final competition venue.

Throughout the journey, Bai Qi, that girl, once again lapsed into silence; Fang Ren didn\'t interrupt her this time, as they would soon meet Mu Huanqing, and there were many things he needed to be upfront with her about.

If not today, then tomorrow.

The taxi wove through the bustling, crisscrossing city, reaching the Spirit Winter District of Tianjiang—the site of the grand finals.

After getting out of the car again, what met their eyes was an enormously large stone archway engraved with many antiquated characters, surrounded by floating high-tech crafts with electronic screens that boldly displayed "The 49th National Collegiate Elixir Competition" on them.

Looking past the stone archway, a very extensive stone road stretched out, with many staff members on both sides already busy with preparations, largely promoting alchemy culture, and numerous alchemists, clad in guild garments, were setting up their stalls along the wide road. This cultural exchange, customary at every elixir competition, also facilitates the trade of important herbs.

Fang Ren, accompanied by Bai Qi, walked towards the interior, unimpeded by the surrounding staff—after all, this was merely the outskirts of the competition venue.

The road was long, and it took Fang Ren more than 10 minutes to reach the end, where a massive open-air circular stone structure stood, capable of accommodating not just 30,000 people, but easily 60,000.

Just as Fang Ren and Bai Qi were about to enter the large gate of the circular building to examine the competition area, some staff members started to approach from both sides.

"There\'s a meeting currently taking place in the competition area, and participating students are not allowed to enter. Special circumstances require the head of the school to lead the way in," stated a man dressed in a black suit.

Fang Ren glanced inside from the gate and noticed a group of women in white armor sitting in the center of the venue, along with a variety of young men and women, while several middle-aged men and women stood on the stage, speaking with smiles on their faces.

On the stands for the audience, many staff members were also busy with arrangements.

The group of females wearing white armor was likely the so-called Nine Heavens Corps, as their number seemed to be roughly around 300, and the group of young men and women next to them must be members of the local Tianjiang noble families or core prodigies from the Alchemist Guild.

Scanning the large crowd, Fang Ren\'s gaze eventually settled on a woman in the front row wearing silver armor and silver hair. She wore a smile on her face while talking to the group of middle-aged men and women opposite her.

She was indeed Mu Huanqing.

"Then may I ask about when this meeting is likely to end?" Fang Ren asked a staff member beside him.

"We don\'t know the exact time just yet. If you don\'t have an urgent matter and are only here to visit the venue, then you should leave and come back after 6 p.m.," the staff member replied.

"Alright."

Fang Ren nodded and didn\'t continue walking inside, but his gaze still didn\'t leave the crowd inside. He was quite curious; among those dozen or so middle-aged men, which one was the uncle who wanted his name?

And among that group of young men and women, were his two younger brothers from his family also here?

"Are you in such a rush to see the examination venue? It\'s not even fully arranged yet." Bai Qi looked at Fang Ren, who seemed reluctant to leave the interior, and spoke up.

"I\'m not in too much of a hurry, but of course it would be best if I could go in now," Fang Ren replied.

Bai Qi glanced at the silver-haired woman inside and said, "Hey, if you regret it now, the offer I made the other day still stands."

"What offer?" Fang Ren asked.

"I\'ll take you to have dinner with Sister Hui Qing."

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"This..."

Fang Ren glanced again at Mu Huanqing inside and after some thought, he asked, "Can I go in now?"

"Just say whether you want to have dinner with her or not," Bai Qi said.

"I do," Fang Ren nodded.

He had already come all this way, and to see his own wife yet not be able to speak with her, what kind of situation was that? As for bringing along this girl Bai Qi to have dinner with Mu Huanqing, so be it; it simply meant that he wouldn\'t be able to be intimate with Mu Huanqing just for the duration of a meal.

As Fang Ren\'s words fell, Bai Qi\'s gaze suddenly grew dim. She hadn\'t expected Fang Ren to change his mind at this moment. He had rejected her offer the other day to have dinner with Mu Huanqing, but here, he had changed.

Combining this with the journey they had taken, and after organizing everything that had happened between Fang Ren and her these past days, she suddenly realized that Fang Ren\'s repeated assertions that he didn\'t like her might indeed be true.

Maybe she had misunderstood everything.

He said he didn\'t like Song Mobei because it was related to the person he liked. At that time, she hadn\'t given it much thought and simply assumed that the person Fang Ren referred to was her.

However, now she abruptly realized, what if the person Fang Ren was referring to wasn\'t her, but Mu Huanqing?

After all, Mu Huanqing and Song Mobei were also connected, and everyone wanted to pair them together.

Upon this realization, Bai Qi\'s mind felt as turbulent as a churning sea. Many things Fang Ren had said and done in the past flashed like a carousel before her eyes.

He said she was imagining things—could it be that she had fabricated everything?

He said he didn\'t like her—was it all just her own vanity?

From beginning to end, the person he referred to, it wasn\'t her, but Mu Huanqing?