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Although Yang Song treated people, even the younger generation, with quite an easy-going attitude, that was based on knowledge only.

Therefore, when Yang Song faced Zhang Yujin, a stranger, he actually treated her quite uniquely and he even gave her an A-rank Inner Core, it made them feel that there must be something tricky in it.

Combined with Zhang Yujin\'s good-looking appearance, they all agreed that Yang Song must be in love with her.

So when they saw the situation just now, sure enough...

"Wow... this sister Yujin has a good life," Yao He\'s exclamation was not loud, but it immediately caught everyone else\'s attention.

"What are you looking at? Go back to sleep quickly! The draw will start tomorrow!" Feng Yi\'s voice sounded in everyone\'s minds.

Although everyone still wanted to watch the excitement, they had to be obedient. They all went back to their rooms with disappointed looks.

Feng Yi sighed slightly when she looked at the house that Yang Song had just entered with Zhang Yujin in his arms.

What a fateful girl…

...

In the room, Yang Song said helplessly, "Miss Zhang, it\'s okay, you are safe now, come down."

There was no response, Zhang Yujin still hugged his neck tightly and buried her head on his shoulder.

There was no way, Yang Song could only hunch and put her on the bed.

Then, he used the Profound Jump and went away from her.

In fact, Zhang Yujin had been relieved from the previous panic and helplessness, and the reason why she still depended on Yang Song\'s body was just because of shyness.

Now that there was no place to hide her face so suddenly, she was a little embarrassed, but she still got up quickly and said to Yang Song in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, senior."

Yang Song nodded, and said, "Anyway, there are many vacancies here. During the Seven Directions Contest, you can live here."

Zhang Yujin subconsciously replied. "This won\'t work; we have rules..."

"Since I say you can, then just stay."

Yang Song said, then he gave the A-rank Inner Core back to Zhang Yujin and said, "It\'s a crime for a commoner to carry jade. You must be careful in the future."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving only Zhang Yujin alone in the room.

Seeing Yang Song\'s figure disappear, Zhang Yujin hurriedly got out of bed and walked to the door lightly, wanting to watch him go away.

But when she reached the door, Yang Song had already used Profound Jump to leave.

She was somewhat disappointed, but these disappointments could not conceal the strange light in her eyes.

...

Tonight, sleeping in the bed, Zhang Yujin tossed and turned nonstop.

After experiencing big joy, big drawback, and big joy in one day... her mood was very complicated.

Especially thinking of the man she didn\'t even know, who looked like a nightmare to her, she couldn\'t help crying silently.

Finally, she could do nothing other than keep suggesting to herself, "It has passed, nothing will happen, everything has passed, everything will be fine."

As her attention shifted, she remembered the daydream not long ago again.

However, the person in the mad dream had already faintly changed his appearance at this time.

...

Today\'s breakfast was very different from yesterday\'s.

It was not just that Man Qiaofei\'s breakfast style was different, it was also because Zhang Yujin had discovered that this group of people looked at her with strange eyes and had a strange attitude towards her.

She didn\'t understand what they meant, but as an outsider, facing this strange situation, her only choice was to eat silently.

However, she couldn\'t stand this embarrassing atmosphere.

In the end, she had nothing to look for, and dryly asked Yao He, who was next to her, "Senior Yao, is there another senior who hasn\'t come to eat?"

"Huh?" Yao He was taken aback for a moment and could not react.

At this moment, Feng Yi rescued the scene in time, and transmitted her voice to him, "She asked about Senior Blue Bolt."

When Yao He heard the words, he nodded and said, "Yes, there is a senior who has not come."

"Oh..." Zhang Yujin asked again, "Who is that senior?"

Everyone, "?"

Senior Blue Bolt, what kind of plot was this?

How could you not even tell the other party your identity and name? 

Alas, these elderly people were really subtle, and there was really a big generation gap with them.

Yao He immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks, and asked seriously, "Miss Yujin, are you asking about his character or his name?"

Zhang Yujin hurriedly said, "His name."

"Oh, this senior..." Yao He thought for a while, looked at the sky, and said casually, "That senior\'s name is Si Tian."

"Puff ~ cough cough..." Li Wanjing was choked at once, and Wang Hu by his side quickly handed him a tissue.

"Master, are you okay?"

"Ah, it\'s okay."

Regarding this episode, everyone didn\'t care much.

But at this moment, Zhang Yujin realized that as she asked her questions, everyone turned their eyes on her, so she was even more embarrassed.

She didn\'t dare to speak anymore, she concentrated on eating and quickly finished the meal, and then got up quickly.

"Senior, this junior has something to do, so I will leave first."

"Well, go ahead, by the way, just call me Senior Feng in the future."

"Yes, Senior Feng."

She left in a hurry and entered the chat group to see today\'s task arrangement.

...

The official start time of the Seven Directions Contest would be tomorrow!

Therefore, there were many tasks and processes to be done today.

The most important of these was the distribution of battles.

In this Seven Directions Contest, all participants would be arranged to gather together.

At that time, the S-rank powerhouses from major organizations would select ten fighters from each level.

After the elimination rounds, the non-selected fighters would finally converge with the top ten fighters to compete for the top dozens of rankings.

The opponents and schedules of non-selected fighters were determined by lottery draws.

In order to ensure fairness and justice, the lottery would also allow some people to supervise the whole process.

....