Women dressed as men: My executive officer is so handsome

After more than ten moves, Wang Zi's sword finally touched Yan Mingchuan's neck.

Wang Zi's mouth curled up slightly, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

"Big Brother, I'm grateful for your kindness."

The long bangs covered the boy's forehead, and his handsome face, which was slightly immature, exuded sharpness.

Yan Mingchuan fell to the ground, glaring at him hatefully, covered in wounds.

“…” He didn’t say anything, obviously not convinced, but there was nothing he could do.

Bai Zhiying smiled secretly when she saw Wang Zi won, and quickly announced the result of the competition:

"In the first round, Leng Bushian from Lingyun Peak wins!"

Bai Qi, who was off the field, was delighted and excited that he had preserved his own happiness.

Wang Zi jumped down from the stage, and the disciples from Lingqing Peak rushed over instantly.

"Brother, you are so awesome! You actually beat our eldest senior brother!"

"Brother, you looked so cool when you blocked the big brother's ultimate move just now! Please teach us too."

"Brother, since you won the competition, don't you qualify to participate in the Fairyland Conference?"

"..."

Amid the chattering of questions, Wu Yang stood up and pushed through the crowd:

"Oh calm down!" He waved his hand and made a "hush" gesture.

Seeing that no one was talking, he put his hands on his hips, looking proud.

"As for our senior brother, now that he has defeated the eldest senior brother, he has consumed some energy and needs to rest." He raised his chin.

"Just stop asking and let Brother go back and have a good rest, okay?"

"Good good..."

"Second Brother is right, go back and have a rest."

"Let's not disturb Brother anymore, let's go..."

Seeing everyone leave, Wu Yang turned and looked at Wang Zi with an expression of seeking credit.

Wang Zi understood and responded with an admiring look.

"Tian Yusi." Wang Zi turned and looked at the person next to him, "Follow me."

"Yes." Tian Yusi followed Wang Zi's footsteps, left the central square and returned to Lingqing Peak.

Wu Yang and Yan Ting continued to stay to compete and command order.

……

"How boring..."

Wang Zi returned to the lounge and leaned casually on the couch, exuding a lazy air.

Tian Yusi heard it, thought for a while and then took a step forward.

"Do you need me to press it for you?"

Wang Zi looked up at him with a hint of confusion, "I mean that sect competitions are boring."

Tian Yusi, who was ready to start, was stunned, "Oh..."

He quickly stepped back to his original position and stood.

Wang Zi propped up his chin and looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

Why does it feel like Tian Yusi has changed a little after fighting with Yan Mingchuan?

Did he finally accept his fate? Did he reconcile with his status as a servant?

"Mianmian!"

Leng Xun's voice came from the door, interrupting Wang Zi's thoughts.

Wang Zi came back to his senses, quickly put down his hands and sat up straight.

Leng Xun came running in hurriedly with a worried look on his face.

"Master, what's wrong..."

"Mianmian, are you okay?" Leng Xun stepped forward and put his arms around the boy's shoulders, looking him up and down carefully. "I heard from a passing disciple that you played against Mingchuan in the first round today?"

"Hmm..." Wang Zi nodded gently, "I'm fine, Master."

"Where is the sword?" Leng Xun had a soft light in his eyes, but he was still worried.

"Mingchuan's sword is much better than the swords issued by the sect. Let me see if I have hurt you..."

Seeing Leng Xun began to grope up and down, Wang Ziyin resisted the urge to beat him up: "It's really okay, Master..."

After Leng Xun held Wang Zi's arm and looked at him again and again, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's great, it really scared me..."

Leng Xun reached out and rubbed Wang Zi's head, smiling very gently.

And the way the two of them got along was completely seen by Tian Yusi.

He was confused.

This kind of scene was something he and his father had never experienced before.

He had always believed that father and son should be respectful and distant, polite and courteous to each other...

But I didn't expect that it could be possible this way.

They have a really good relationship...