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"Hold on tight, I'm landing."
As Lan Minghua's voice fell, the flying sword beneath their feet suddenly plunged.
In an instant, the sword dove straight into the ground like a falling raindrop. The moment the blade struck the earth, it let out a dull thud, as if the very land trembled in response.
This time, however, Oscar and the other three had clearly learned their lesson. Anticipating that Lan Minghua would use the same rough landing method, they all adjusted their stances in advance and landed steadily on their feet.
Unlike last time, when he'd fallen face-first into the dirt, Oscar remained upright and wore a smug expression. Dusting himself off, he lifted his chin and grinned at Lan Minghua. "Heh, Master, that trick doesn't work anymore. I definitely won't faceplant during a landing again!"
Before his words had fully faded, Lan Minghua arched a brow, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "Oh, really?"
Without giving Oscar a chance to react, Lan Minghua kicked him squarely in the backside.
A great force sent Oscar lurching forward. Losing his balance, he pitched to the ground, his face making intimate contact with the dirt.
"Owww!" He scrambled back up, clutching his sore rear and looking at Lan Minghua with a wronged expression. "Master, how could you do that to me?"
Ignoring Oscar's antics, Lan Minghua turned his gaze to Dugu Yan, who was standing to the side looking distracted. On the journey back, he had noticed the faint crease in her brow and the hesitation in her eyes—clearly, something was on her mind.
"Yan Zi, is something troubling you?" he asked gently.
"Yan Zi" was the nickname Lan Minghua had given her.
Hearing his voice, Dugu Yan snapped back to the present. She nodded, took a small step forward, and said in a low voice, "Master, the Emperor Team—the team I belong to at Heaven Dou Royal Academy—has arrived in the Balak Kingdom. I'd like to go see them. May I?"
Though her words were vague, Lan Minghua saw right through her. When she said "them," the only one she truly wanted to see was Yu Tianheng.
Lan Minghua waved his hand dismissively, his tone calm. "Go on, then. Just make sure you come back."
"Thank you, Master!"
A radiant smile broke across Dugu Yan's face. After a quick word of thanks, she hurried out of Shrek Academy's gates, her figure quickly vanishing at the end of the street.
Watching her retreating figure, Lan Minghua shook his head, sighing to himself. As expected of a book by Tang Jia San Shao—how many of the female characters aren't completely ruled by romance?
While I don't know what kind of person Yu Tianheng is, he thought coldly, if he dares to stand against me, I won't show any mercy, even if he is Dugu Yan's little boyfriend.
At that thought, a chill flashed in Lan Minghua's eyes. He then turned his head and called out toward a corner of the academy, "Disciple, your junior sister has gone out. Aren't you going to keep an eye on her?"
His voice wasn't loud, yet it carried clearly across the grounds.
A few moments later, a green figure streaked in from the distance—it was Dugu Bo. Arriving before Lan Minghua, he asked respectfully, "Master, you've returned? By the way, where is Yan Yan?"
Lan Minghua pointed toward the academy gates. "She just left. You should know better than I do who she went to find."
Dugu Bo's expression immediately soured. He muttered under his breath, "Tch, that girl. She didn't even come to greet her grandfather before running off to see someone else. A daughter really can't be kept at home once she's grown."
The frustration in his voice was palpable; he was clearly displeased that his precious cabbage was being rooted up by some pig.
Lan Minghua patted his shoulder, his tone calm but with a hint of gravity. "Go and watch over her. Those people won't stay quiet for much longer."
Dugu Bo stiffened, instantly understanding his meaning. He had already received news that the Lion Douluo and his two companions from Spirit Hall had died at Lan Minghua's hands. That information had already spread across the continent, known to almost everyone. Spirit Hall would never let the matter rest. As Lan Minghua's disciple, Dugu Yan was indeed at risk being out by herself.
"Understood. I won't let anything happen to Yan Yan or allow her to become a burden to you, Master," Dugu Bo said with a solemn nod. Before his words even faded, he shot into the sky, speeding off in the direction Dugu Yan had gone.
Lan Minghua watched him leave, then turned to Oscar and the other two. "Continue your usual training. Unless it's absolutely necessary, try not to go out."
"Yes, Master!" the three replied in unison.
Lan Minghua nodded and vanished on the spot.
Although the Tianlong Gang has gained notoriety thanks to Spirit Hall's propaganda, it hasn't made a single move, so it's clear it hasn't won the public's respect. Real-world examples are always the most powerful language. Thousands of words from others can't compare to a single, direct demonstration of the Tianlong Gang's power. After so much preparation, it's time to show the continent our strength.
Just as Lan Minghua left, Oscar and the others began discussing their training. At that moment, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun appeared, both wearing satisfied grins. From their drained appearances, it was obvious they had just returned from some indulgence.
Zhu Zhuqing's gaze fell on Dai Mubai, an undisguised look of disgust flashing in her eyes. She had already lost all hope in him, and seeing him like this only made her heart grow colder.
Dai Mubai caught her stare, and his smile froze. Noticing she was standing near Oscar, he felt a baseless anger surge within him. Seeing that Lan Minghua was gone, he sneered, "Well, if it isn't our ice queen. What, just got back from having some fun with Oscar?"
Other than Wu Song's group, no one at Shrek knew where Lan Minghua had taken Oscar and the others. So, for someone with a filthy mind, his thoughts naturally turned to filthy things.
However, Zhu Zhuqing merely gave him a cold glance before turning to walk away without a word.
Her dismissive attitude completely enraged Dai Mubai. But just as he was about to move, Ma Hongjun, remembering Lan Minghua's slipper, quickly grabbed his arm.
"Boss Dai, just let it go. Don't lower yourself to her level. Besides, it's not like you haven't scored with women with better bodies, right? Why are you so obsessed with one block of ice?"
Zhu Zhuqing was beautiful, with an excellent figure, but she was still just a twelve-year-old girl. Ma Hongjun couldn't understand why Dai Mubai was so fixated on her. What he didn't know was that Zhu Zhuqing was Dai Mubai's fiancée. How could Dai Mubai tolerate being ignored time and again by his own betrothed?
"Get off me, Fatty! Today, I'm going to teach this slut a lesson. Ignore me? You're not worthy!"
Dai Mubai shoved Ma Hongjun away, unleashed his martial spirit, and charged furiously toward Zhu Zhuqing.
Hearing Dai Mubai repeatedly call Zhu Zhuqing a slut made Oscar's blood boil. Not only that, but he was about to attack her. As the senior disciple, he felt it was his duty to step in.
But before he could move, Zhu Zhuqing stepped in front of him and said calmly, "This is my business. I'll handle it myself."
With that, she too unleashed her martial spirit and met Dai Mubai head-on!
(End of Chapter)
"Hold on tight, I'm landing."
As Lan Minghua's voice fell, the flying sword beneath their feet suddenly plunged.
In an instant, the sword dove straight into the ground like a falling raindrop. The moment the blade struck the earth, it let out a dull thud, as if the very land trembled in response.
This time, however, Oscar and the other three had clearly learned their lesson. Anticipating that Lan Minghua would use the same rough landing method, they all adjusted their stances in advance and landed steadily on their feet.
Unlike last time, when he'd fallen face-first into the dirt, Oscar remained upright and wore a smug expression. Dusting himself off, he lifted his chin and grinned at Lan Minghua. "Heh, Master, that trick doesn't work anymore. I definitely won't faceplant during a landing again!"
Before his words had fully faded, Lan Minghua arched a brow, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "Oh, really?"
Without giving Oscar a chance to react, Lan Minghua kicked him squarely in the backside.
A great force sent Oscar lurching forward. Losing his balance, he pitched to the ground, his face making intimate contact with the dirt.
"Owww!" He scrambled back up, clutching his sore rear and looking at Lan Minghua with a wronged expression. "Master, how could you do that to me?"
Ignoring Oscar's antics, Lan Minghua turned his gaze to Dugu Yan, who was standing to the side looking distracted. On the journey back, he had noticed the faint crease in her brow and the hesitation in her eyes—clearly, something was on her mind.
"Yan Zi, is something troubling you?" he asked gently.
"Yan Zi" was the nickname Lan Minghua had given her.
Hearing his voice, Dugu Yan snapped back to the present. She nodded, took a small step forward, and said in a low voice, "Master, the Emperor Team—the team I belong to at Heaven Dou Royal Academy—has arrived in the Balak Kingdom. I'd like to go see them. May I?"
Though her words were vague, Lan Minghua saw right through her. When she said "them," the only one she truly wanted to see was Yu Tianheng.
Lan Minghua waved his hand dismissively, his tone calm. "Go on, then. Just make sure you come back."
"Thank you, Master!"
A radiant smile broke across Dugu Yan's face. After a quick word of thanks, she hurried out of Shrek Academy's gates, her figure quickly vanishing at the end of the street.
Watching her retreating figure, Lan Minghua shook his head, sighing to himself. As expected of a book by Tang Jia San Shao—how many of the female characters aren't completely ruled by romance?
While I don't know what kind of person Yu Tianheng is, he thought coldly, if he dares to stand against me, I won't show any mercy, even if he is Dugu Yan's little boyfriend.
At that thought, a chill flashed in Lan Minghua's eyes. He then turned his head and called out toward a corner of the academy, "Disciple, your junior sister has gone out. Aren't you going to keep an eye on her?"
His voice wasn't loud, yet it carried clearly across the grounds.
A few moments later, a green figure streaked in from the distance—it was Dugu Bo. Arriving before Lan Minghua, he asked respectfully, "Master, you've returned? By the way, where is Yan Yan?"
Lan Minghua pointed toward the academy gates. "She just left. You should know better than I do who she went to find."
Dugu Bo's expression immediately soured. He muttered under his breath, "Tch, that girl. She didn't even come to greet her grandfather before running off to see someone else. A daughter really can't be kept at home once she's grown."
The frustration in his voice was palpable; he was clearly displeased that his precious cabbage was being rooted up by some pig.
Lan Minghua patted his shoulder, his tone calm but with a hint of gravity. "Go and watch over her. Those people won't stay quiet for much longer."
Dugu Bo stiffened, instantly understanding his meaning. He had already received news that the Lion Douluo and his two companions from Spirit Hall had died at Lan Minghua's hands. That information had already spread across the continent, known to almost everyone. Spirit Hall would never let the matter rest. As Lan Minghua's disciple, Dugu Yan was indeed at risk being out by herself.
"Understood. I won't let anything happen to Yan Yan or allow her to become a burden to you, Master," Dugu Bo said with a solemn nod. Before his words even faded, he shot into the sky, speeding off in the direction Dugu Yan had gone.
Lan Minghua watched him leave, then turned to Oscar and the other two. "Continue your usual training. Unless it's absolutely necessary, try not to go out."
"Yes, Master!" the three replied in unison.
Lan Minghua nodded and vanished on the spot.
Although the Tianlong Gang has gained notoriety thanks to Spirit Hall's propaganda, it hasn't made a single move, so it's clear it hasn't won the public's respect. Real-world examples are always the most powerful language. Thousands of words from others can't compare to a single, direct demonstration of the Tianlong Gang's power. After so much preparation, it's time to show the continent our strength.
Just as Lan Minghua left, Oscar and the others began discussing their training. At that moment, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun appeared, both wearing satisfied grins. From their drained appearances, it was obvious they had just returned from some indulgence.
Zhu Zhuqing's gaze fell on Dai Mubai, an undisguised look of disgust flashing in her eyes. She had already lost all hope in him, and seeing him like this only made her heart grow colder.
Dai Mubai caught her stare, and his smile froze. Noticing she was standing near Oscar, he felt a baseless anger surge within him. Seeing that Lan Minghua was gone, he sneered, "Well, if it isn't our ice queen. What, just got back from having some fun with Oscar?"
Other than Wu Song's group, no one at Shrek knew where Lan Minghua had taken Oscar and the others. So, for someone with a filthy mind, his thoughts naturally turned to filthy things.
However, Zhu Zhuqing merely gave him a cold glance before turning to walk away without a word.
Her dismissive attitude completely enraged Dai Mubai. But just as he was about to move, Ma Hongjun, remembering Lan Minghua's slipper, quickly grabbed his arm.
"Boss Dai, just let it go. Don't lower yourself to her level. Besides, it's not like you haven't scored with women with better bodies, right? Why are you so obsessed with one block of ice?"
Zhu Zhuqing was beautiful, with an excellent figure, but she was still just a twelve-year-old girl. Ma Hongjun couldn't understand why Dai Mubai was so fixated on her. What he didn't know was that Zhu Zhuqing was Dai Mubai's fiancée. How could Dai Mubai tolerate being ignored time and again by his own betrothed?
"Get off me, Fatty! Today, I'm going to teach this slut a lesson. Ignore me? You're not worthy!"
Dai Mubai shoved Ma Hongjun away, unleashed his martial spirit, and charged furiously toward Zhu Zhuqing.
Hearing Dai Mubai repeatedly call Zhu Zhuqing a slut made Oscar's blood boil. Not only that, but he was about to attack her. As the senior disciple, he felt it was his duty to step in.
But before he could move, Zhu Zhuqing stepped in front of him and said calmly, "This is my business. I'll handle it myself."
With that, she too unleashed her martial spirit and met Dai Mubai head-on!
(End of Chapter)