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Chapter 616

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After Feng Yixiu left, he wobbled out of Huazhong College. He looked like a walking corpse as he wobbled his way to Central Street.

When he came back to his senses, he looked up and saw that he was at the entrance of Qingfeng Teahouse.

The staff here also recognized him and hurriedly invited him into the teahouse for tea.

Feng Yixiu hesitated for a moment, then said lightly, "Okay! I'm a little tired from walking. "

He sat here for two hours. During this time, he had been thinking about whether he had the ability to win the championship of the Huazhong Intermediate League.

The enemies in the future would only get stronger and stronger, and there would be super masters at the level of Battle Spirit King. One Battle Spirit King was fine, but if there were two Battle Spirit Kings, would he still be their opponent?

It would be fine if he didn't think about it, but once he thought about it, he felt confused. He even wondered if he was overestimating himself by promising You Ya to win the championship of the Huazhong Intermediate League.

Or maybe You Ya already knew that it was impossible for him to win the championship of the Huazhong Intermediate League in his second year of high school, so she wanted to use this reason to make him give up completely!

At this time, the sun began to set slowly, and the people in the teahouse became fewer and fewer.

The cup of expensive tea in front of Feng Yixiu changed again and again, but he was not in the mood to drink even a mouthful.

The waiter on the side didn't dare to disturb Feng Yixiu. He also knew that the relationship between Feng Yixiu and his boss wasn't ordinary, so naturally, he didn't dare to say anything.

"What are you thinking about?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice woke Feng Yixiu up from his thoughts, then he subconsciously looked to the side.

Suddenly, a familiar face appeared in front of him. It was the military counselor, Si Fan.

Feng Yixiu smiled bitterly and gently picked up the teacup in front of him. After tasting it, he frowned and said, "Why is the tea cold?"

Si Fan smiled and sat beside Feng Yixiu, then said lightly, "The manager said that you've been sitting here for half a day. She's already closed, but she didn't dare to disturb you, so she could only call me."

It was only then that Feng Yixiu glanced out the window and realized that it was already pitch-black outside. Only the dim yellow street lights were left.

Then, he looked at the manager who was alone at the counter and nodded with a smile.

The manager nodded, then made two cups of hot coffee and brought it over personally.

"Thank you!" Feng Yixiu smiled and took it, then continued, "Sorry for delaying you, you're off work, you can go back first! I'll close the door later. "

"It's okay. If there's nothing else, I'll go back first." The store manager waved her hand playfully and walked out of the shop with a tired face.

Si Fan picked up the cup of coffee in front of him and said indifferently, "What's wrong with you? Why do you look like you've lost your soul? "

"I don't know what's wrong with me, but I feel like I've lost my soul." Feng Yixiu smiled bitterly.

When he thought about how Shen Ruyu would be taken away by the Shen family if he didn't win the Central China Intermediate League, he felt as if his heart was being twisted by a knife.

"Xiao Yu also called me to tell me that it's just a competition! Moreover, you've won, so why are you so unhappy? "Si Fan took a sip of the coffee and didn't understand.

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