"Boss, Boss!!"
Yuanen Yehui ca running into the shop, panting, her small face alight with excitent. "Too bad you weren't at Lingbing Square today, you have no idea how lively it got!"
"Oh?"
Su Wen lowered the newspaper covering his face, revealing a slight smile.
"They held an execution today! They were sentencing the Tang Sect traitor, Cao Dezhi. But all of a sudden, a swarm of golden threads shot up from underground, trying to steal Cao Dezhi's soul. Then this nine-colored light utterly suppressed them! My god, it was like gods fighting..."
The young girl gestured wildly, describing what she'd seen and heard.
That scene, even for soone like Qiangu Dongfeng—an Extre Douluo—would be considered eye-opening, let alone for a beginner girl who'd only just begun cultivating and hadn't seen much of the world.
"Hehe. So, did you finish the howork I set?"
Su Wen listened to her patiently, a charitable smile appearing on his lips.
"..."
Instantly, the girl wilted like an eggplant hit by frost, muttering complaints under her breath.
"You're actually not surprised?"
Just before entering the training room, Yuanen Yehui turned her head with so indignation.
"Don't think you can get words out of . Finish your howork properly, I'll be checking later." Su Wen still lay lazily on the lounge chair, letting the sunset bathe him. He spoke in an unhurried tone.
"Oh..."
Yuanen Yehui beca even more dejected.
She closed the door.
Inside the training room, two other girls—identical in appearance—were already seated. One, with a high ponytail, dressed in a red and white school uniform, was struggling in front of a nearly five-ter-tall cha, her face smudged with grease as she repaired sothing. The other sat at the control desk, ticulously carving core arrays with a carving knife...
"Tsk, I told you, didn't I?" Gu Yue didn't even look up, snorted lightly, and patted the heavy shell of the cha, producing a deep tallic hum.
"That guy is just so boring."
"Sigh, Gu Yue, Na'er, you two knew him earlier than I did. What's the boss really like?" Yuanen Yehui propped her chin on her hand and mused, suddenly asking.
"Dad... he's handso, strong, and kind-hearted."
"Dad?!!"
Yuanen Yehui's eyes nearly popped out of her head.
Her mind went blank.
"Yeah, we're all his daughters..." Na'er blinked her big eyes innocently.
"He actually has daughters?!" Yuanen Yehui twitched. "Though, he is kind, that's true."
"I'm not his daughter! Don't talk nonsense," Gu Yue frowned slightly...
To admit to being Su Wen's daughter would an always being suppressed by Gu Yuena!
She wanted to turn the tables soday!
To make that hateful Gu Yuena call her mom!
"..."
"Na'er, is he as strong as Yun Ming?" Yuanen Yehui's expression was odd, but seeing Gu Yue not in the mood, she turned to Na'er again.
"Um... Who's Yun Ming?" Na'er replied blankly.
"Never mind. Anyway, let's focus and finish the all-purpose level 3 cha today—there's a quiz tomorrow." Yuanen Yehui sighed and shifted her focus to the exam.
"I heard that next month, the academy will hold an exchange competition with Shrek Academy..." Na'er suddenly said.
"We'll help you give those Shrek guys a good beating," Gu Yue, wiping her smudged face clean, flashed a dazzling smile.
"Thanks."
Yuanen Yehui drew a deep breath, her gaze growing softer.
She had made two friends since coming here and gained a battle armor; even if it was exhausting every day, knowledge was being poured into her mind. It felt... kind of nice.
A promising future?
And Le Zhengyu, that scruffy angel... She hoped to et him in the exchange battle next ti, to see if he was still as tough as those Shrek students...
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