Chapter 897

• Jian Fengchi was dazed for quite a while before he reacted. Wan Zheng Competition? Top eight?
• Upon seeing Jian Fengchi’s expression, the smile on Yuwen Jinghong’s face gradually froze. “It can’t be that you didn’t take this to heart at all, right?”
• “Isn’t it just a competition? Do I have to care so much about it?” Jian Fengchi shrugged his shoulders lazily. This is especially so when this competition was organized by Shangguan Wan and Jiang Yucheng. Not only do I not care about it, but I also despise it very much. If it weren’t to help Mu Qinghe, I wouldn’t even intervene in this matter.