The Interstellar Queen of Scavengers

Chapter 572: The Irritable Little Cutie

The match between Little Cutie and the Rag Queen hadn’t even started yet, but the atmosphere in the entire Alliance competition inexplicably tensed up.

Many in the audience voiced their queries: "Any prediction pros want to guess who’ll make it to the next round?"

Audience A: "My bet is on Little Cutie."

Audience B: "Little Cutie +1."

Audience C: "Why? I kinda think it’s the Rag Queen. That one’s not exactly reliable personality-wise, but the strength is there."

Audience D: "I’m guessing Rag Queen too. The reason? Total chatterbox, wild and unpredictable!"

Training room:

Shen Changqing said, "Ayan, get serious."

Sheng Qingyan rolled her eyes: "When have I ever not been serious?"

Yue Qiguang retorted, "When have you ever been serious?"

Yue Qiyuan said in a deep voice, "Use all your strength, she’s not an easy opponent."

Chu Jiaojiao said, "Your grandpa said if you don’t get your act together, he’s gonna change his will and donate all his fortune, leaving you to beg on the streets."

Hiss—

Does it have to be that ruthless?

Ji You sucked in a breath of cold air upon hearing this, finding herself at a loss for what to say about Grandpa Sheng.

Sheng Qingyan stomped her feet in frustration: "Like I covet his lousy money."

Chu Jiaojiao booted up her Light Computer, seemingly worried that Sheng Qingyan wouldn’t believe it and directly showed a document, saying, "This is a declaration personally signed by Grandpa Sheng, stating that if you don’t fight seriously, this document will be legally binding."

Sheng Qingyan: "..."

Sheng Qingyan was so infuriated that it was beyond words: "That stinky old man, what kind of tricks is he up to now? Can’t he stand me that much? Might as well kick me out of the Sheng Family."

So angry she couldn’t even speak.

Sheng Qingyan went even further and blurted out, "I don’t even want to be his grandson anymore!"

"Let whoever wants it, have it!"

"Cough cough..." Shen Changqing coughed slightly, watching the nearly explosive Sheng Qingyan and quickly tried to comfort her: "Ayan, you need to understand your grandpa’s perspective."

You’re the only one left in Sheng Family’s generation.

And this, Shen Changqing didn’t say.

Seeing Sheng Qingyan’s extremely beautiful face turning red with anger, she furiously said, "Why can’t the stinky old man understand me, huh? All I want is to bum around; what’s wrong with that? He’s just looking for ways to make my life miserable."

Shen Changqing pursed his lips, thinking back to his grandfather’s words to him, "Changqing, our generation, and your generation, don’t have the right to choose a free life."

Is Ayan wrong?

No.

Even—

Privately, Shen Changqing occasionally envied Ayan’s whimsical, do-whatever attitude...

But—

The seemingly carefree Ayan still can’t truly be herself.

For some reason, Shen Changqing suddenly felt a bit stifled in his heart.

At that moment—

Ji You suddenly spoke up, staring at Sheng Qingyan with an extremely serious tone, "Sheng Qingyan, fight hard! If you truly consider money to be like dung, then if you win, split the prize money with me!"

Pfft—

The somewhat tense atmosphere among the few was shattered in an instant with that remark.

Yue Qiguang was the first to mock: "Split with you? Who do you think you are?"

Who, me?

The Rag Queen!

If Sheng Qingyan wins! It’s definitely because I let her win on purpose! Don’t I deserve half of that money?

Ji You huffed, "Such a tycoon, rich as you are, can’t you give a poor soul some charity?"

Yue Qiyuan couldn’t hold back and said, "Have you no shame?"

Ji You waved her hand: "With money, what do I need pride for?"

Upon hearing this, the words that had reached Shen Changqing’s throat were swallowed back...

Chu Jiaojiao chuckled and said, "Ji You, how much would it cost to touch your face?"

Ji You: "..."

Ji You cursed, "Go away!"

Chu Jiaojiao remained undeterred: "Just once, name your price."

Ji You turned her face and focused on Sheng Qingyan, saying, "What do you think? Anyway, I think you definitely can’t beat the Rag Queen. You just need to put in a little effort, show some serious attitude, and do it for your grandpa to see."

Sheng Qingyan: "..."

It had to be said, the prodding and jesting from that poor dead really doused the inexplicable rage that flared up in Sheng Qingyan.

He glared at Ji You discontentedly and said, "Thanks for your encouragement, oh poor dead, I will definitely take the competition seriously."

Ji You: "..."

Ji You: "No... I didn’t mean to encourage you."

She just wanted to take him down a peg—tsk!

Seeing Ji You’s expression, as if she was constipated, Sheng Qingyan felt even better and said, "To thank you, oh let’s have lunch together today, I’ll treat you to braised spare ribs with rice."

Ji You: "..."

"No..." Ji You hurriedly said: "I wasn’t... I didn’t mean that... I just simply wanted to enjoy watching your embarrassment."

I wasn’t trying to encourage you!

This—

Could it be that I’ve done something wrong?

Is Sheng Qingyan about to go on a roll now?

Panicked, Ji You immediately said, "At least 10 meals of braised spare ribs with rice!"

I’m at a loss!

How could one meal be enough?

Sheng Qingyan: "..."

Sheng Qingyan exclaimed, "Oh poor dead, hope you stuff yourself with it."

After that, he ignored Ji You and got ready to play in the Star Network competition.

Ji You chased after him, saying, "You owe me 10 meals! Remember that!"

Mu Jianling: "Quiet!"

The whole training room became silent as chickens in an instant.

Hearing the system prompt, Ji You quickly entered the Star Network and then switched to the Alliance University intranet.

System: [Your match is about to start. Enter? Abandon?]

Ji You promptly chose to enter.

Then, everything in front of her eyes changed rapidly, and in less than a second, she found herself in the arena.

Opposite her, ’Little Cutie’, the nickname Sheng Qingyan was using, was already geared up for battle—

Ji You faced the spectators, raised her hand with a big smile, and waved, "My dear friends, we meet again, have you missed me?"

Audience: "..."

Awkward—

Only awkwardness could describe what everyone in the stand was feeling.

"Let’s not forget our chant before the match," Ji You said loudly, "Come—chant with me: Rag Queen, strongest in the arena."

Audience: "..."

The place fell deathly silent.

"Make sure the chant is loud!" Ji You, devoid of any shame, said, "One more time: Rag Queen, sweeps the whole field!"

Audience: "..."

Stony silence.

Awkwardness, suffocation, silence... filled the entire spectator stands.

A few seconds later—

"Can we throw this chatterbox out?"

"Anyone got a dirty mouth? Cuss her out!"

"I have a dirty mouth, but I can’t outdo her."

"She’s not just foul-mouthed, she’s thick-skinned too."

"The moment she opens her mouth, the whole arena is polluted, this ability... I am impressed!"

"It’s over, over, over, with that face, she’s already on unbeatable ground."

"Little Cutie is in danger!"

...

In the face of the audience’s comments and banter, Ji You chuckled and said, "Thank you all for your enthusiastic participation and support. I, the Rag Queen, will definitely not disappoint everyone’s expectations, and will compete with style and skill!"

Suddenly, the silent Little Cutie spoke up, "You are so noisy..."