Suddenly, Yan Ruyu's tone shifted as she leisurely said, "By the way, Vice Palace Master Qin, I had a past with a student named Sikong Jing, but it seems I can't find him here. Could it be that he didn't have the courage to come?"
Upon hearing these words, Chang Wang, Yu Wenxiong, and the others immediately scanned the crowd from the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, but indeed, they couldn't find Sikong Jing.
If this kid doesn't show up for the fight, that would be really boring.
To Yan Ruyu, it was even more boring. She truly wanted Sikong Jing to see what she looked like now, to let him see that she had climbed into Seventh Prince Ji Ming's bed, to watch his shocked and helpless expression.
Meanwhile, Qin Heng and the others' expressions darkened, having not seen Sikong Jing up to this point, and couldn't help but start to worry.
Suddenly, an indifferent voice rang out, "Who said I didn't have the courage to come?"
At this sound, everyone shuddered and immediately looked over.