Wu Ruojun sheathed her sword and chuckled softly. "Chen Tianyang, if you dare to stand in my way of winning the Traditional Chinese Medicine Competition tomorrow, I will make you taste a suffering worse than death."
She licked her lips, as beautiful and alluring as a deadly poppy, yet concealing a lethal intent.
That same evening, similar conversations were taking place in the residences of the other two seed competitors from the Wu family. Having learned that the exam questions had been modified at the last minute, the four branches of the Wu family no longer viewed Chen Tianyang as their most formidable obstacle.
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