Ye Qing sat cross-legged in his room, practicing. He attempted to summon the puppet Zixuan, but she remained completely unresponsive. The connection he had established when he purchased her was now entirely imperceptible. Ye Qing felt helpless, yet he remembered the Mysterious Woman’s words—that Zixuan would eventually stay to protect him. She was, in a sense, one of his greatest trump cards. The only pity was that he could not summon her at will; whether or not she appeared depended entirely on her own mood.
The night deepened. Huangfu Yuzhi and Jiang Hongmei had both gone to sleep early, drifting into deep slumber. Having faced formidable opponents in the day’s matches, their exhaustion was only natural. Ye Qing didn't bother them, nor did he intend to sleep. He would simply sit until dawn; for him, lying in bed with nothing to do was a form of torture.
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Chapter 115