CHAPTER 40: 040 HOST, YOU’RE AWESOME! _1

She chose to participate in the solo competition, and Ding Ruijie would arrange the subsequent competition schedule for her.

Of course, the Mount Flower Association wouldn’t tolerate idlers either. If you hadn’t managed to secure a qualification for any competition within a year, you would be swept out the door.

It was equivalent to being eliminated from a job if you couldn’t present any results within a year.

There are many card game competitions held by the major empires each year. If you can’t get a spot domestically, you could try for those in other small countries in the east, collectively known as the Dongzhou League, even though their prestige isn’t as high as the domestic competitions of the Yunxia Empire.

Only A-Level and above could participate in the world’s major leagues. Competitions below A-Level weren’t held internationally as they weren’t considered up to standard.

The international league had just ended a month ago. If Wen Jiang wanted to participate, she had to at least advance to A-Level in the second half of the year and also ensure that she could secure a qualification.

Of course, this wasn’t a difficult task for her.

Her current focus was still on the quest line related to the Jimo Family.

Under Ding Ruijie’s guidance, she applied for a card set. Apart from the Dual-Change Card Set, Wen Jiang also applied for two sets of cards from the Mount Flower Association’s own collection, including the Stacking Poison Card that had appeared in the competition.

After collecting the cards, Ding Ruijie let her train on her own, saying it wasn’t necessary to stay in the Association, and she herself went off to attend to other matters.

Wen Jiang walked alone within the Association.

People passing by would cast all kinds of looks, as Wen Jiang’s reputation had already spread across the B-Level Group. After all, such strong battle talent was rare.

Some were curious in their gazes, while others were alert and on guard, and a very few even harbored malice.

To everyone here, except for team competitions, each person was a competitor.

The arrival of one more powerful individual, especially one with an overwhelming presence, meant it would be harder for them to stand out.

Participating in competitions was for fame. Those affected naturally felt disgruntled.

Wen Jiang calmly ignored those glances. She had come today specifically to sign a contract with the Mount Flower Association and couldn’t possibly break into the core group immediately.

As she was about to leave, Zero Egg suddenly said, "Damn, talk about an ill-fated meeting! Your nemesis has arrived!"

Wen Jiang stopped in her tracks and uttered, "Hmm?"

Zero Egg named the person, "Wu Fanjia."

Wen Jiang immediately clicked her tongue.

Wu Fanjia was the perpetrator who had slashed her face, and also one of the women infatuated with Song Yingchen.

This was Wen Jiang’s arch-enemy. The reason she hadn’t taken action against Wu Fanjia was that she was an A-Level Spirit Card Master.

She hadn’t expected Wu Fanjia to come here. She asked Zero Egg, "She’s joining the Mount Flower Association?"

"Seems like it. There’s an A-Rank Group coach with her, not someone from Tang Qian’s camp."

Zero Egg had hacked into the Mount Flower Association’s System and knew the personnel distribution. "She hasn’t signed the contract yet, so there is no information about Wu Fanjia in the System."

"How strange." Wen Jiang found it interesting and said, "Did she go upstairs now?"

"Not yet, she just arrived downstairs. If you hurry over now, you can catch the scene."

Wen Jiang didn’t hesitate. "That works."

Zero Egg also got excited. "Great! She’ll be so pissed when she sees you. If you two get into a quarrel, she might even contribute some emotional energy. She hates you even more than Guan Xixi. Any contribution of emotional energy is good; even a mosquito’s leg is still meat, after all."

After all, Guan Xixi’s status and position were clear; her desire for Song Yingchen was mere wishful thinking.

Wu Fanjia was much fiercer. Having been an A-Level Spirit Card Master from a young age and accustomed to being doted on, she came from a wealthy family, though it couldn’t compare with the Song Family. At a feast hosted by the Song Family, she fell in love with Song Yingchen at first sight, but unfortunately, Song Yingchen had no interest in her whatsoever.

Later, when she found out that Wen Jiang was by Song Yingchen’s side, she grew to absolutely despise Wen Jiang.

Wen Jiang’s nightmare began from there.

Down in the lobby, Wu Fanjia had just been brought in by her coach.

Her face was somewhat cold. These past few days, due to the incident with Wen Jiang, she had been scolded by Song Yingchen both openly and covertly. Her father didn’t dare to offend Song Yingchen directly, so he had made her reflect on her actions at home.

She not only hated Song Yingchen’s attitude towards her but also grew increasingly envious and loathsome of Wen Jiang.

It was just a cut on the face, and she didn’t die.

Besides, at that time she only wanted to scare her. Who knew that woman would suddenly move right into the path of her knife?

That face, it would serve her right if it were ruined, wouldn’t it?

Guan Xixi sent her a message saying that Wen Jiang had gone crazy and applied to withdraw from school. She hadn’t even started to feel happy about it when her father cursed her out loud.

Because the school said that the incident was severe, Wu Fanjia needed to reflect at home properly. She was not to attend school for half a month, and if it happened again, it was Wu Fanjia who would be expelled.

Her father had expended a lot of effort to get her into the school years ago and certainly didn’t want to see her faced with the threat of expulsion over this.

Having been berated every day at home, it was only after the Spirit Card Master matter had settled that she was finally able to get out and take a breath of fresh air.

Thinking of all this, she truly—wanted to kill Wen Jiang.

Her hatred for Wen Jiang had reached its peak. When Wu Fanjia looked up, she thought she was hallucinating.

She thought she actually saw Wen Jiang.

Wen Jiang had just come out of the elevator, bumping into Wu Fanjia who was about to enter. Because Wen Jiang’s temperament had changed so much, Wu Fanjia didn’t recognize her at first. It wasn’t until Wen Jiang’s gaze had been sizing her up for a long while, with a coldness Wu Fanjia had never seen before, that she snapped back to reality, her pupils shrinking as she said, "Wen Jiang?"

The A-Rank Group coach following Wu Fanjia froze for a moment when he saw a strange girl and said nothing.

Wen Jiang stopped in her tracks, standing outside the elevator door, looking at Wu Fanjia with a mocking smile. "I was wondering why it felt so ominous today. Turns out I’ve encountered a real jinx."

Wu Fanjia didn’t expect Wen Jiang to dare speak to her like that. She also sized up Wen Jiang and noticed that the scars on Wen Jiang’s face had faded to the point of being nearly invisible. She squinted her eyes and said with a sarcastic smile, "Have you forgotten the pain now that your scars have healed? Or do you want another cut? You dare speak to me like this?"

She spoke such chilling words as if they were only natural.

Even the nearby coach could detect the hostility. "Do you know each other?"

He hadn’t seen Wen Jiang before. Since she was coming out of the company’s elevator, she must be an employee.

Wu Fanjia was waiting for Wen Jiang to show a look of fear.

She had always been like that, her eyes filled with fear and timidity when facing Wu Fanjia and others. Wu Fanjia suddenly remembered the time she had pushed Wen Jiang’s head into the sink. Wen Jiang had ended up drenched, only daring to kneel on the ground and cry while hugging her arms, desperately asking what she had done to offend her.

Song Yingchen liked her, didn’t he? Why didn’t he stand up for her?

She had only harmed her, and yet, she herself had only been grounded. What right did such worthless trash from the slums have to be compared to her?

Thinking of all this, a hint of malicious pleasure flickered in Wu Fanjia’s eyes. Then she saw Wen Jiang before her, a smile spreading across her lips, the amusement in her eyes steadily growing.

She raised her hand.

The next second.

SMACK!

The intense pain took a moment to register in Wu Fanjia’s brain. She covered her face, as if her soul had instantaneously left her body.

Zero Egg: "...Damn, Host, you’re awesome!!!"