If Long Xingchen had once considered Ye Qingchen a rival, now he chose to ignore him completely.
Long Xingchen nodded at Xiao Xiao, agreeing to her request.
Xiao Xiao then pulled Ye Qingchen aside and said tenderly, "Young Master, I'm returning to the Wuji Immortal Palace now. You must take good care of yourself!"
Ye Qingchen felt a pang of melancholy. The last time they parted, Xiao Xiao had left secretly, and it hadn't felt so painful. This face-to-face farewell, however, left a heavy feeling in his heart.
Xiao Xiao took out a scroll from her robes and handed it to Ye Qingchen. "Young Master, in one year, the Seven-Star, Eight-Star, and Nine-Star Sects will jointly hold a martial tournament for new disciples. You must come watch me compete and cheer for me! This is a spectator ticket for the event. Here! Remember, you have to be there."
Ye Qingchen took the scroll, smiling as he nodded. "Then you'd better practice hard. Don't end up crying if you lose."
