Zhao Beichen watched the scene unfold, a faint, inscrutable smile playing at the corners of his lips. He murmured to himself, "Heh. So you've been faking a serious injury all this time? Even I didn't see through it. Impressive. truly impressive. As expected of you."
He rose slowly and prepared to leave. Beside him, Old Miao spoke in a low voice, "The final showdown for the championship is in three days. You should probably go into seclusion. Li Guanqi is not to be underestimated."
Zhao Beichen smiled arrogantly.
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