The man returned to the inn, and for the next few days they had nothing to do, so they could take a temporary rest. As he walked down to the lobby, a voice rang out: "Dingdang, you've finally arrived!"

  Everyone turned around to take a look, and it was actually Xiong Jianqiang's two followers. Dingdang said strangely: "You two didn't follow Xiong Jianqiang to run here, what are you doing?" The two followers looked sad and said: "Miss Dingdang, it's because of the few dishes you gave to Brother Jianqiang, he ate a few mouthfuls and then vomited, and has been having non-stop diarrhea until now, and is still lying in bed!"

  Ding Dang was a bit embarrassed by their words, but what can you do? Who let Xiong Jianqiang come to the door himself!

  But out of a little bit of guilt, Dingdang said to them: "Alright alright, I'll go take a look at him." And followed the two people upstairs. The rest of the people returned to the room, Shuilingling saw them and walked up to ask: "You're back, how did you enter the finals?" Hongmao replied: "Master's wife, we didn't disappoint everyone, we successfully entered the finals!"

  Shuilingling nodded in satisfaction and said, "You've all done very well. Next, you absolutely cannot slack off. Success or failure will be decided by this one move." "Yes, Master!" everyone replied in unison. It was only then that Shuilingling discovered that Dangdang was not there, and she couldn't help but

  "Hey, where's Dangdang?" someone asked. Xiao Li quickly replied: "She went to the kitchen, she was a bit hungry after the competition..." Everyone looked at him with an inexplicable gaze, but in fact, Dangdang hadn't competed at all!

  But then she couldn't help but continue what Xiao Li said: "Hehe, yeah!" Shuilingling was an extremely intelligent person, capturing the strange expressions on everyone's faces, slowly closing in on them: "Really?" Chantian tried his best to remain calm, expressionless, saying: "Yes, Master." Heaven knew how fake he felt inside! Shuilingling looked at them with increasingly suspicious eyes, with a "I don't believe you" look.

  The little fox sighed in his heart, just as he was about to speak up, a voice interrupted him: "Master's wife, it's like this. Just now we met Mo Hai and Mo Xin from the White Crane Martial Arts Hall, so we chatted with them for a bit. Dangdang and Mo Xin got along really well and had similar personalities, so they went out to play together on the street. They were afraid you'd scold her if you found out, so Dangdang told us not to tell you."

  There wasn't a single flaw in their words, and Water Spirit's sharp eyes became half-believing and half-doubtful. At this time, Blue Rabbit stood up and said: "Indeed it is so, please don't blame Dangdang, Master." The two of them sang in harmony, performing seamlessly, and Water Spirit looked at Rainbow Cat Blue Rabbit's "sincere" eyes, and this time she was thoroughly convinced, relaxed her eyebrows, and said: "I thought it was something, but she just can't stay idle, I'll have to talk to her later and tell her not to come back too late again."

  Everyone let out a sigh of relief and looked at Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit with admiration. If Water Lingling knew the truth, none of them would be spared... Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit exchanged a smile, still so in sync. At this time, another room's Dingdang didn't know what kind of trouble he had gotten himself into, seeing Xiong Jianqiang "on his last breath" lying on the bed, felt a bit uneasy, and walked over to say: "Hey, Xiong Jianqiang, how are you?"

  Xiong Jianqiang's eyes lit up as soon as he saw Dangdang: "Dangdang, did you come to see me on purpose? I'm so happy..." Xiong Jianqiang was in a state of self-intoxication, while Dangdang felt a chill run down his spine under Xiong's gaze. He waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, this is my fault. You rest first, I'll leave."

  Here is the translation:

  Just as she was about to leave, Xiong Jianqiang wanted to call her back, but unexpectedly, Dingdang turned around and said: "By the way, if you dare to let my mother know about this matter, you know the consequences..." As she spoke, Dingdang twisted her wrist, casting a threatening glance at Xiong Jianqiang. Xiong Jianqiang's face broke into a flattering smile as he said: "Dingdang, don't worry, I won't say anything. I know you have me in your heart..." Dingdang stroked her forehead, not wanting to linger here any longer, and quickly left the room.

  As Xiong Jianqiang watched Dingdang's back disappear from view, a flush rose to his cheeks. In a private room at a wine house on the street, Feng Xun reported to the man in black: "Young master, I've already investigated and found out that Hongmao and the others are staying at the Yue Lai Inn. They will be competing in the final match three days from now." The man in black nodded and slowly spoke: "I know. You may withdraw."

  As Feng Xun stepped out the door and closed it behind him, the man in black lifted his wine cup and took a sip, his eyes becoming complex. He began to play with the wine cup in his hand, lost in thought. Hong Mao, when we meet again next time, I hope you won't be too surprised. From very early on, he had regarded Hong Mao as his opponent, the only one qualified to rival him, and there was another reason for this...

  Inside the three halls

  The master sat at the edge of the table, and today he also saw it, convinced that he wouldn't mistake it, indeed it was Long Hong's true energy. Could it be that he really is the leader of the Seven Heroes, Long Hong? But why didn't that person have the Long Hong sword on him? He thought this way, deciding to secretly send someone to observe them. Although San Tai Ge wasn't familiar with the Seven Heroes, they still admired their character, thinking about this, the master said: "Someone come!" A guard walked in from outside the door, bowing down and respectfully saying: "Master, what are your orders?" The master calmly said: "You send a few people to secretly observe every move of Feng Huang Wu Guan, don't let them be discovered." "Yes."

  The guard bowed and walked out. The master of the pavilion lay down slowly on the bed, and that woman, Embroidered Girl Goddess Needle... Night, gradually deepened, everyone with unknown fate, entered the dreamland.