"Out of respect for your old man Titan, get lost!"
Meng Shenji glanced at Tai Nuo with disdain, his eyes filled with contempt as if he were looking at an ant.
Tai Nuo trembled as he tried to get up, but after several attempts, he still couldn't manage to stand.
"You there, go and help him up. Don't let him dirty the floors of our Heavenly Dou Royal Academy."
"Yes!"
After handling the matter at hand, Meng Shenji turned to Gu Feng with concern. "Student Gu Feng, are you alright? Should I call a Healing Spirit Master to check on you?"
If that damned Tai Nuo had harmed the precious talent he had worked so hard to recruit, Meng Shenji would have to confront Titan of the Power Clan himself, not to mention the forces behind Gu Feng.
Gu Feng clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your concern, Elder Meng, but I'm fine."
Meng Shenji breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good, that's good."
Despite his words, Meng Shenji was still uneasy. He placed a hand on Gu Feng's shoulder and used his Soul Power to probe Gu Feng's body.
After a moment, Meng Shenji's expression changed, and he exclaimed in amazement, "No wonder Tai Nuo couldn't overpower you after such a long struggle. Your physique is simply..."
He struggled to find the right words, finally blurting out, "As strong as a monster!"
As he walked out of the cafeteria, Meng Shenji muttered to himself, "It seems my initial approach of quietly nurturing him was wrong. I must inform His Majesty of Gu Feng's importance now. He is truly a national treasure..."
"If we don't fully commit to winning him over now, we will surely be constrained by other forces in the future!"
With this thought, his pace quickened.
The immediate matter was finally settled.
Gu Feng looked at the mess in front of him—food scattered all over the floor—and suddenly lost his appetite.
At that moment, Dugu Yan quietly leaned in and whispered softly into Gu Feng's ear, "I left the stockings in your drawer. Remember to wash them and return them to me. Of course, if you want to keep them, that's fine too, hehe..."
After saying this, she playfully blinked at Gu Feng and then turned away with light steps.
Gu Feng was stunned.
What the hell?
You want me to wash stockings? And women's stockings at that?
I, a man of great stature, living between heaven and earth, how could I be subservient for long?
Later.
Gu Feng silently returned to his room and, with a hint of curiosity, opened the drawer.
Good heavens!
There was indeed a pair of black silk stockings inside. Gu Feng recalled that they were the same ones Dugu Yan had been wearing earlier.
"Hmph, would I personally hand-wash these? You underestimate me!"
The next second, Gu Feng obediently brought a small stool and sat by the sink, washing the stockings.
It must be said, the black silk felt smooth and had a nice texture.
However, strictly speaking, Gu Feng didn't actually hand-wash them.
Because he wore gloves.
After all, it was the gloves that touched the stockings. What did that have to do with his hands?
So, the stockings were washed by the gloves!
Give it up for the gloves!
...
At the entrance of an inconspicuous small hotel, Yang Wudi frowned, his hands unconsciously clenching into fists. He paced back and forth anxiously, occasionally glancing outside.
When he saw Bai Chenxiang's figure, he quickly waved his hand. "Xiang Xiang, over here!"
As soon as Bai Chenxiang stepped into the hotel, a strong, pungent smell of sweat mixed with the nauseating stench of dirty feet hit her. She instinctively furrowed her brows and asked with a puzzled expression, "Grandpa Yang, why did you choose such a shabby place to stay?"
Yang Wudi's face turned red with embarrassment, and for a moment, he didn't know how to respond. "This... well, let's not dwell on it. As long as we have a place to stay, it's fine. It's only for a few days anyway."
Bai Chenxiang sighed in resignation. "You didn't spend all your monthly salary on buying poisonous herbs for alchemy again, did you? Don't tell me you can't even afford food now."
Hearing this, Yang Wudi's expression turned awkward.
The leader of a clan, a Soul Douluo-level powerhouse, couldn't even afford food—could anyone believe it?
Bai Chenxiang pretended to be angry and glared at him, then quickly took out a Gold Soul Coin from her cute little frog purse and said sternly, "You absolutely must not do this again!"
"Yes, yes, I promise."
Yang Wudi nodded hurriedly, though he was also filled with helplessness.
The Heaven Dou City was vastly different from the resource-scarce Star Luo Empire. Here, medicinal resources were exceptionally abundant. Many rare herbs that were hard to come by in Star Luo could be easily found in Heaven Dou City.
No wonder Star Luo had been trying to invade Heaven Dou year after year.
Suddenly remembering the main matter at hand, Yang Wudi quickly asked, "By the way, Xiang Xiang, how are the arrangements for the meeting going?"
Bai Chenxiang confidently flipped her twin ponytails and smiled sweetly, "With me handling it, it's bound to be foolproof!"
"Great! Quick, quick, Xiang Xiang, tell me about your friend. What kind of person is he? I need to prepare in advance."
"Hmm... Gu Feng is exceptionally talented, and his strength is not to be underestimated. He's also sincere and never pretentious. In short, once you meet him, you'll definitely approve of him from the bottom of your heart."
"Good, good! I like young people like that!"
...
The next morning, as the first light of dawn barely touched the ground, Gu Feng had already finished his unwavering daily training.
He wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead and planned to return to his dormitory to relax before heading to his combat class with renewed energy.
As Gu Feng leisurely walked to a spot less than two hundred meters from his dormitory, a panicked classmate suddenly rushed out and stopped him.
The classmate's face was as pale as paper, and he was breathing heavily as he urgently said, "Gu Feng, something terrible has happened! The teacher sent me to warn you—you must not step out of the academy today. Tailong, the guy you beat up yesterday, has brought his grandfather here!"
"He's waiting for you at the academy gate right now. Several teachers have already gone over, but the old man seems incredibly strong. Even with multiple teachers working together, they can't subdue him. The situation is chaotic!"
"Titan is here?"
At these words, the thought instantly flashed through Gu Feng's mind.
However, there was not a trace of fear in his eyes, and his expression remained calm and composed.
After a brief moment of thought, Gu Feng turned around without a word and strode toward the academy gate.
Seeing this, the classmate who had come to deliver the message grew even more anxious. He jogged to catch up and shouted, "Hey, Gu Feng, why won't you listen to reason? This is no joke—that old man is not someone to be trifled with!"
"Right now, you should avoid provoking him!"
Gu Feng paused in his steps, then turned his head with a slight smile. His indifferent tone made it unclear whether he was asking a rhetorical question or scoffing:
"I should avoid provoking him?"
"If he can rely on his father and grandfather, can't I do the same?"
"Still, I appreciate your concern."