Even though they were still a distance apart, Li Tianming’s eyes caught Jiang Feiling’s.

“Big brother Tianming.” Her cry was soft as she trotted towards Li Tianming, dragging Jiang Qingluan along. The crowd automatically cleared a path for the pair as they approached the arena.

“Who was Princess Ling calling?”

“I didn’t hear clearly…”

“Why did I hear ‘Li Tianming’?”

“Bro, you deaf? How would these two even know each other?”

“Yeah, the difference between shit and silver’s smaller.”

And yet, for all their denials, Jiang Feiling had stopped in front of Li Tianming, a brilliant smile on her face. “Big brother Tianming, I watched your performance just now, they were really...