Dongfang Jian darted over to Mu Yin’s side like a monkey on a string, whispering provocatively into his ear: "I saw everything just now, clear as day. Not only did Junior Brother Tian try to help Junior Sister Jiang Ying with her injuries, he even spoke up for her. Oh, and by the way, yesterday I saw him after the match—the way he looked at her was just radiant, absolutely brimming with springtime joy! Here you are, forced to watch from afar, and I have to wonder: does your heart ache? Are you burning with impatience, feeling like you might just 'Burn the Eight Wastes' out of sheer frustration?"
Mu Yin cast a faint glance at him. "Since you’re so eloquent, why don't you go down there and recite a poem?"
His expression remained calm, but inside, his heart was a churning sea. Had he not been bound by his role as a referee, he would have long since unleashed his sword upon Lei San.
Chapter 109