Ke Lian carefully looked at Du Xixi a few times, seeing Xixi's little face flushed red, with a fine sheen of sweat hanging on her nose tip, clearly hot, but her spirits seemed fine. Ke Lian then took a step back, agreeing reluctantly: "If you feel unwell, make sure to tell me."
Du Xixi naturally nodded quickly, afraid that if she nodded too slowly, Ke Lian would again ask someone to bring her a cooling machine.
The morning of the first day of the Alliance Military Competition is usually for representatives of each empire's Military Department to enter. So, Du Xixi and Ke Lian, sitting on the high platform, were also bored and simply opened the Light Computer to watch the live broadcast of the Military Department's gate just a few hundred meters away.
And I must say, this was Du Xixi's first time watching such a novel live broadcast. The location clearly wasn't far, yet she was observing it through high-tech means, which was quite amusing.
