Fight for Feng Qing!

Little Wu said, "Young Master, how are you feeling? If you're not feeling well, I can arrange for someone reliable to send you back first."

Xie Shihao shook his head. "I'm not going back. I want to stay here and watch you compete."

At this moment, Xie Jiuhan had already held Feng Qing's hand and sat at the master seat. When they passed by Little Wu, Feng Qing even patted her shoulder and gave her a look of encouragement.

Just by touching her, Little Wu felt that her heart was about to jump out of her chest. The surging blood rushed to her head, and a scorching feeling started to spread throughout her body, as if her body was on fire.