"Su Yue, where are you going?"
asked Sima Lingling.
"Wait for for half an hour!"
Su Yue’s voice grew more distant.
...
White shirt, black leather shoes.
And tidy up the hairstyle.
Su Yue rembered there was a clothing store that looked very upscale on the way to You’an Mansion.
He wanted to buy a snow-white fitted shirt and tuck it into his black pants, ensuring a big leap in looks, so as not to be trounced by the old handso Lu Xiliang.
Spending too much ti with Wang Lu Feng and those rough guys had lowered his taste.
A man doesn’t need to be strong, can be poor, and even brainless, but definitely has to be chic... no, definitely has to be handso!
Oh right, so perfu is needed too.
But there’s no need to spend money on perfu; just spray so of the samples at the counter, save a bit of money.
Why am I so stingy?
Su Yue’s running speed was fast, but his spending speed was faster.
Styling hair, changing clothes, spraying perfu, all done in one go at a mall.
Before leaving, Su Yue stood in front of the mirror: Wow, who is this fresh and pretty handso guy?
I’m gonna fall in love with you.
Oh, you’re Su Yue.
Pleased to et you!
Without wasting ti, Su Yue ran towards You’an Mansion again.
...
You’an Mansion.
"Junior sister, I think you should reconsider; it’s simply impossible to succeed!"
Lu Xiliang shook his head.
Success would be at most 1%.
The Dusk Clock now is like an elderly person hanging on by a thread, and Sima Lingling’s plan is to go for broke.
But before the dicine can even enter the stomach, it might choke in the throat.
The situation is different!
"The Dusk Clock is a warrior; it shouldn’t decay on the shelf. Even if it gets destroyed, it should fight once more.
"I discussed it with my ntor, and he agreed. He also thinks this is the destiny the Dusk Clock should fulfill!
"Senior brother, don’t try to persuade ; the Dusk Clock has its own fate."
Sima Lingling shook her head.
"All right, luckily the Dusk Clock doesn’t harm the activator, otherwise I would definitely stop this!"
Lu Xiliang added.
"If it was harmful, I wouldn’t let Su Yue help. He’s my student!"
Sima Lingling glanced at Lu Xiliang.
This guy makes it sound like I’m so kind of villain.
"Hello, are you Teacher Lu Xiliang?"
As the two were talking, an old man suddenly walked into You’an Mansion, looking around.
"Hello, and you are?"
Lu Xiliang was taken aback.
He didn’t know the old man, and this old man wasn’t a martial artist.
"My grandson is your student. I pass by You’an Mansion often, and it’s usually locked, but today it’s open, so I ca in to have a look.
"Who would’ve thought, you are really my grandson’s teacher!
"Thank you for educating my grandson; I ca specifically to thank you!"
The old man approached Lu Xiliang.
"No need to thank , it’s just my duty... what are you doing..."
However.
Before Lu Xiliang could finish humbly, the old man unscrewed a bottle of Bole Mineral Water and poured it all over Lu Xiliang’s head.
"Thank you for ruining my grandson!
"He could have been a hero on the battlefield serving the country, but instead, he learned heaps of useless martial techniques, lazing at ho without the courage to even set foot on the battlefield.
"Thank you for turning my grandson into a waste.
"I wait for you every day just to curse you to death."
The old man said, gritting his teeth furiously.
"What are you doing!"
Sima Lingling was furious, about to kick the old man out.
Is this so kind of scam?
"No, don’t use force.
"I’m sorry, I know who your grandson is now; it really is my fault. I’m sorry!"
Lu Xiliang, with his hair sticking to his forehead, was in a sorry state.
But his face still showed apology.
"Hmph, I’ll pour water on you every ti I see you!
"You’re wasting students’ lives, shaless... I spit at you!"
After venting his emotions, the old man swore and left in anger.
Just then, Su Yue returned in a brand-new white shirt and unfortunately witnessed it all.
He’d only been gone a mont, and Lu Xiliang got doused with mineral water. Thank goodness it wasn’t sulfuric acid.
Wait, sulfuric acid couldn’t even be put in a mineral water bottle.
"ntor, this..."
Su Yue walked in, feeling awkward.
Seed he ca back at the wrong ti, putting Lu Xiliang in a more awkward spot.
"A free shower, doesn’t matter.
"Wow, Su Yue, did you go buy clothes? Matching outfits, huh."
Lu Xiliang chuckled, changing the subject.
Then he noticed Su Yue’s white shirt.
"Senior brother, that old man was too much. Just how did you offend him?"
Sima Lingling’s face darkened.
Ruining students?
Learning auxiliary martial techniques is ruining students?
"It’s all in the past now. I’m no longer teaching, let’s not talk about these unpleasant things anymore.
"Weren’t we going to activate the clock core? Let’s focus on real work first!
"By the way, Su Yue, why did you go out and change into new clothes, trying to imitate my style?"
Lu Xiliang asked.
The issue with that old man was actually quite simple.
Back when he taught at Wuda, there was a student with autism.
If that student went to the battlefield, he would surely die; Lu Xiliang couldn’t bear that, so he kept him in class as an auxiliary martial artist.
That student has graduated for several years now.
Maybe the old man felt unsettled knowing an auxiliary martial artist couldn’t make significant contributions.
A little venting and it’s over.
None of that really mattered.
"Yeah, changing clothes makes it feel formal, and there’s a sense of ceremony!"
Su Yue nodded, easing the awkwardness.
"Hmph, matching outfits aren’t scary; it’s only awkward if you’re ugly.
"My student is the most handso!"
Sima Lingling didn’t press further.
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