After getting down from the stage, Wang Qi reverted to his usual lazy demeanor, showing no interest in the martial arts examination.
However, his current state left no one believing he was arrogant or anything of the sort—after all, he was the fierce man who knocked out a top student from the Immortal Institute with one punch!
With no one bothering him, Wang Qi leaned against that tree, eyes closed, seemingly asleep.
It was only after Mao Zimiao had finished a round of the martial arts examination that she found the time to check on him. By then, Wang Qi was holding a bamboo tube, pouring water into his throat.
Strangely, there were already several bamboo tubes discarded on the ground.
"Xiao Qi, are you… very thirsty, meow?" Mao Zimiao asked curiously, looking at the bamboo tubes on the ground.
"Hmm?" Wang Qi shook his head and didn't speak, merely handing another bamboo tube to Mao Zimiao.
