As the sun set and night fell, the cool moonlight made the night seem alluring.
Inside the room, Ning Rongrong had been asleep for some time.
Meanwhile, Xiao Lan clung to Ye Qiu, who had just finished bathing, like an octopus.
She hadn't rested with Ye Qiu in a long time and missed him dearly. Her little face was pressed against his, and she gently shook her head, their noses almost touching.
"Hehe~ Brother looks even more handsome! And smells even better~"
"Alright~" Ye Qiu
looked helplessly at his little darling, grabbed her by the back of her neck, lifted her off the bed, and tossed her onto the blanket.
"Giggle~!"
Before leaving, she gave Ye Qiu a little nibble on his tender cheek, letting out a silvery laugh.
"I can't do anything with you! Go and rest!"
The light in the room faded, leaving only the dim moonlight streaming in through the window.
Ye Qiu lay down, and Xiao Lan kept snuggling closer to him.
"Brother~ Hug!"
"Mmm, hug~"
Who can resist a fragrant, soft female body pillow!
He wrapped his arms around that warm, delicate body, inhaling the lingering fragrance, and couldn't help but think of Xiao Wu. She used to lie in his arms like this,
thousands of miles away.
On the road from Tian Dou City to Notting City, under the high moonlight, a dark figure streaked across the night sky.
Wearing a black cloak, surrounded by the smell of cheap alcohol, it flew continuously towards Notting City.
Notting City, inside the Junior Academy, outside Dormitory Seven.
Two figures flashed.
"First Soul Skill, Waist Bow!"
"Ah!"
With a cry of surprise, a figure traced a perfect parabola and plunged headfirst into a flowerbed. Standing
in an open space surrounded by flowerbeds was a pink figure.
Two pink ears swayed gently on her head, a long scorpion braid ran down her back, and her face was exquisitely beautiful.
The bundle in front of her was already taking shape, and a fluffy little tail adorned her lower back. Her legs, clad in white stockings, appeared even longer and more slender.
"Tang San, you're really pathetic!"
She stood with her hands on her hips, calmly looking at the sunken flowerbed, her eyes devoid of any emotion.
"Cough cough!"
A cough came from inside, and a thin, dark-skinned boy slowly stood up. He
had some scratches on his face, a bruise on his lip, and clutched the spot where he'd been kicked in the chest, looking somewhat suffocated.
He simply smiled at the girl's mockery.
"Hehe, it's because Xiao Wu, you're too strong!"
"Hmph! Don't give me that! Let's start over!"
Xiao Wu beckoned to Tang San with her finger, two yellow spirit rings bobbing up and down beneath her feet.
Her crimson eyes scanned his left and right sides, seemingly considering which side to kick next.
Tang San was about to agree when a hoarse voice stopped him.
"Hey Tang San! What's wrong with you today? Why aren't you in my room yet!"
Not far away, Yu Xiaogang walked towards Tang San with a zombie-like face.
They had already agreed that Tang San would come to his room to study every night, but he had stood him up several times already!
What happened to the saying "A teacher for a day is a father for life"?!
Is this how Tang San treats his father?!
So many people wanted his guidance but didn't have the chance, and Tang San didn't even appreciate it.
His cloudy eyes stared intently at Tang San.
"Ah? Teacher! I was sparring with Xiao Wu!"
"Sparring!?"
Seeing Tang San's injuries, Yu Xiaogang was even more furious.
"Look at you! Is this how you spar? You always end up all injured!"
He glared at Xiao Wu, pointing a finger at her.
"And you! You hit too hard!"
"Teacher! It's not Xiao Wu's fault, it's all because I'm not strong enough!"
Tang San quickly ran to his side and lowered his hand from Xiao Wu's.
"You idiot! Are you out of your mind? He was the one who wanted to spar with me, and you've taught him to be such a useless piece of trash, Sister Xiaowu isn't even interested in playing with him! Humph!"
Xiaowu pouted, put away her martial spirit, and ignored his expression, heading back to her dormitory.
Anyway, there would be plenty of time and opportunities to deal with Tang San later.
"You bastard!"
Hearing Xiaowu dare call his student a piece of trash, Yu Xiaogang felt utterly insulted.
He roared, his face turning ashen with rage!
This hurt him even more than being called a piece of trash!
The word "trash" was his Achilles' heel!
"Xiao San! Go, teach her a lesson, show her what a piece of trash I've raised really is!"
"What are you standing there for? Go now!?"
Seeing Tang San still standing there, Yu Xiaogang roared, his face contorted with rage!
"T-Teacher, let it go! Xiao Wu was just saying that in anger, she's usually quite nice!"
Tang San pleaded with Yu Xiaogang in a low voice.
If anyone else dared to speak to Xiao Wu like that, they'd be in deep trouble!
"You're going to be the death of me!"
Yu Xiaogang raised his hand, then lowered it again.
He wasn't Tang San's biological father after all.
Tang San was the child of Haotian Douluo.
Most of the time, Yu Xiaogang had to suppress his anger and didn't dare to go too far.
Tang San followed Yu Xiaogang to his room, Yu Xiaogang still fuming.
"Hmph! I really don't know what kind of bewitching potion she gave you!"
"I don't know either," Tang San shook his head blankly, but his eyes were filled with determination.
He only knew that when he first saw Xiao Wu, he felt a kindred spirit from her!
And a sense of destiny!
Without much thought, he picked up the theories compiled by Yu Xiaogang and began to study them, but he became drowsy as he read.
The pain in his body made him feel sleepy.
Yu Xiaogang, who was about to take action, seemed to hear something.
Outside the window, a dark figure flashed by.
He rushed out of the door and came to a grove of trees.
"Your Majesty Haotian!" Yu Xiaogang bowed, facing the figure in a black cloak.
"What happened to Xiao San's injuries?"
This person was Tang Hao. Ever since Ah Yin committed suicide in front of him, Tang Hao had always felt that something was wrong.
But after searching in Tian Dou City for a long time, he still found nothing.
Helpless, he could only accept reality again, and in despair, he returned here.
"Your Majesty, I was injured while sparring with that girl named Xiao Wu!"
Yu Xiaogang confessed truthfully.
"Xiao Wu?" Upon hearing that Xiao Wu was the one who injured him, the cold voice softened considerably.
Tang Hao paused for a moment, then asked the question he was most concerned about. "How is their relationship?"
"It's alright, I guess. Xiao Wu often invites Xiao San to go shopping, but it easily interferes with her cultivation. Oh, and Tang San also often spars with her."
"I see!"
Seeing Tang Hao nod, Yu Xiaogang was somewhat displeased. How could his disciple, his future half, be so disrespectful to him?
"Your Majesty, aren't you really going to do anything about Xiao San? How could that wild girl possibly be worthy of you?"
"Enough! This is my family matter, you have no right to interfere!" Tang Hao's fierce eyes were enough to make Yu Xiaogang tremble and dare not say another word.
"Do you have any money on you?"
"Huh?" Yu Xiaogang was taken aback, looked up at him, and seeing the large hand extended in front of him, quickly nodded.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Tang
Hao pulled out a handful of gold soul coins from his pocket and arranged them one by one in his palm.
"What a hassle!" Tang Hao impatiently snatched them away. "Consider this a loan. Take good care of Xiao San while I'm gone!"
Before Yu Xiaogang could respond, he vanished.
Yu Xiaogang, left behind, stared at his empty palms, on the verge of tears.
He was already living off others here; where would he get the money to properly care for Tang San?!
In Dormitory Seven, Xiao Wu had just entered
when several people surrounded her. "Sister Xiao Wu, are we going shopping again tomorrow?"
"You'll have to ask Tang San. If he wants to go, I'll take you all with me!"
Xiao Wu smiled indifferently. Whenever she went shopping, she always brought some followers to carry things.
After a few more words with them, she ignored them
and silently walked behind a screen. Since Ye Qiu left, she had erected screens around her bed.
Thump!
She took off her shoes and immediately collapsed onto the bed, clutching the blanket Ye Qiu had left behind. She took a deep breath and gently crossed her legs.
A look of reminiscence crossed her face as she buried her face in the blanket, her voice soft and sweet.
"Little Qiu~ When will we see each other again~!"
(End of Chapter)