Teacher, You're So Kind

Gu Rong immediately understood Ning Fengzhi's intentions and had no objections. He also felt that directly offering money would be an insult to the young man.

With the potential and strength Ye Feiyang had displayed, he was already qualified to be treated as an equal.

Someone with such ability was likely extraordinary and wouldn't care about money.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen such a humble place for his academy.

Perhaps, in the near future, he wouldn't even be able to catch a glimpse of Ye Feiyang's back.

"Alright, leave this to me. I guarantee it will be handled properly."

After returning to the small courtyard, Ye Feiyang originally wanted to cook himself and show off his skills. But on second thought, there seemed to be quite a few people today. If he were to stir-fry dishes, how many would he need to make to feed everyone? It was too troublesome.

In the end, he simply set up a hot pot in the courtyard.

"Zhuqing, come help me prepare the ingredients. Rongrong, go chat with your father and the others. Say whatever you want, don't be shy."

Ning Rongrong instantly understood what he meant, and a wave of warmth spread through her heart.

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong also caught the underlying meaning, and their good impression of Ye Feiyang grew.

"Teacher, is that really okay?" Ning Rongrong still couldn't quite believe it.

"Go, go, go, don't disturb me preparing the ingredients here." Ye Feiyang waved his hand, feigning impatience.

Ning Rongrong immediately broke into a smile. In her eyes, her teacher was incredibly handsome right now. She figured her teacher had already accepted her family.

Huh? Teacher is alone now. If you think about it, doesn't that mean both sides have met the 'parents'?

Thinking this, she felt both happy and excited, her steps becoming lighter.

After Ning Rongrong left, Ye Feiyang and Zhu Zhuqing got busy.

Ye Feiyang was in charge of slicing the meat. The slices, as thin as cicada wings, were arranged on plates and looked very appetizing. Zhu Zhuqing, on the other hand, was busy washing various fresh vegetables and mushrooms. Before long, a dazzling array of dishes filled the entire stone table.

When the preparations were almost complete, Ye Feiyang instructed, "Zhuqing, go call them out to eat."

"Okay, Teacher. I'll go right now."

At this moment, Ning Rongrong had clearly finished chatting with Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong. Her face was full of smiles, and she was in an exceptionally good mood.

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong, following behind her, had slightly flushed faces, clearly having discussed something that had greatly excited them.

Both of them were smiling from ear to ear now, their gazes towards Ye Feiyang shifting constantly, filled with admiration.

When everyone was seated, Ning Rongrong eagerly reached out to try a bite first, but Ye Feiyang stopped her. "Rongrong, don't rush to eat yet. Go call Xiao Wu over to join us. It'll be more lively with more people."

Ning Rongrong pouted but still stood up. "I'll go right now. You guys absolutely can't start eating without me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she darted away and disappeared.

Ye Feiyang had his reasons for doing this.

When Xiao Wu was mentioned earlier, his gaze had lingered on Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong intentionally. He had made his intentions so direct precisely to convey: Xiao Wu was someone he would protect.

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong also understood the meaning behind his words and nodded in tacit agreement.

Ning Fengzhi broke the silence first, looking at Ye Feiyang and smiling, "Dean Ye, this way of eating is quite novel. It looks very flavorful. When I return to the sect, I'd like to try it too. Could you perhaps share some of the secrets behind the broth base?"

Ye Feiyang smiled in response, "Of course. It's just some techniques for pairing spices and base oil. I'll write down a recipe for you later."

"That would be wonderful. Thank you very much, Dean Ye."

Ning Fengzhi nodded, then added in a gentle tone, "Sect Master Ning and I met Miss Xiao Wu before. She seems to get along very well with Rongrong, and I quite like her."

"Mhm, Xiao Wu has good talent. I intend to take her as my disciple," Ye Feiyang continued, clearly stating his stance.

"Haha, then I wish Dean Ye success in taking her under your wing soon!"

Ning Fengzhi raised his teacup in a toast. Some things didn't need to be said explicitly; they both understood.

"Dean Ye, if you ever come to Heaven Dou City in the future, have Rongrong take you to our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's residence. I have a gift for you to express my appreciation."

Upon hearing the word "gift," Ye Feiyang's heart leaped with joy. Anything Ning Fengzhi offered would surely be priceless!

If he couldn't use it himself, wouldn't selling it off immediately make him a wealthy man?

He was overjoyed inwardly, but maintained a calm expression. "Hahaha~ Sect Master Ning is too kind. How could I possibly accept..."

Ning Fengzhi waved his hand, his tone sincere. "Consider it a partial prepayment of your tuition for my daughter. Please do not refuse it then."

"Hehe, that's very kind of you. Very kind," Ye Feiyang replied with a smile. His gaze swept across the table, and he suddenly looked at Zhu Zhuqing, who was busy helping everyone cook meat. "Little Zhuqing, where's your initiative?"

"Go, bring out my prized collection of good wine. Today, I want to have a good drink with Sect Master Ning and Bone Douluo!"

Zhu Zhuqing, who was holding a piece of freshly cooked meat, froze upon hearing this. She looked up, her beautiful eyes filled with grievance. I'm busy helping everyone serve dishes and cook meat, and the pile of meat in my bowl, did it grow there by itself? How is that lacking initiative?

Besides, where is this 'prized collection of good wine'? Isn't that all from Rongrong gifting it to Teacher?

Teacher, can't you just act like a normal person for once?

Despite her internal grumbling, she put down her chopsticks and obediently replied, "Yes, Teacher. I'll go get it now."

She was completely unaffected by Ye Feiyang's words. After all, Teacher isn't that old and is quite concerned about his image. It's best to just go along with him.

A moment later, Ning Rongrong returned, pulling Xiao Wu along.

As soon as Ye Feiyang saw Xiao Wu, his brows furrowed. "Xiao Wu, it's only been a few days. Why do you look so haggard? Are you sick?"

Ning Rongrong spoke first, "Teacher, you don't know, when I went to find her just now, she was crying in her blankets!"

Ye Feiyang's brows furrowed even tighter upon hearing this.

Seeing Ye Feiyang, Xiao Wu's eyes instantly filled with tears, like a child who had suffered immense injustice finally seeing a loved one; glancing at Gu Rong beside him, she was even more frightened and dared not move.

Ye Feiyang stood up directly and pulled her to the empty seat beside him. "Don't be afraid. You can tell me anything. I've got your back; let's see who dares to lay a finger on you. Hold back your tears, pick up your chopsticks, and eat first."

These words were both warm and domineering, instantly calming Xiao Wu.

Gu Rong and Ning Fengzhi exchanged a look and smiled helplessly—they hadn't done anything, and this "blame" felt truly undeserved.

Ning Fengzhi coughed lightly, feeling it was necessary to clear up the misunderstanding and deliberately clarified his stance.

He took out a black card and pushed it in front of Xiao Wu, saying gently, "Little girl, you are Rongrong's good friend, you must accept this meeting gift. There's one million Gold Soul Coins in the card; consider it your pocket money to buy something you like."

Xiao Wu suddenly looked up, her eyes full of astonishment—was this a gesture of goodwill towards her? It must be because of Brother Feiyang!

She suppressed the turmoil in her heart and softly declined, "No, no need, Uncle. I, I have my own money."

Ye Feiyang, watching from the side, stared wide-eyed—that was one million! It was a lie to say he wasn't envious.

"Sect Master Ning is giving it to you, so accept it with peace of mind. Why be polite with him?" he said, then turned to Ning Fengzhi with a smile, "Haha, Sect Master Ning, you've truly spent a lot."

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Seeing this, Ning Rongrong immediately added, "Dad, do you look down on Sister Zhuqing? Why is she the only one who didn't get anything?"

Ning Fengzhi paused while serving food, then patted his forehead with a wry smile, "Look at my memory, I'm getting old and muddled! Yes, yes, yes, everyone gets something!"

Saying that, he generously gave Zhu Zhuqing another identical black card.

Zhu Zhuqing knew her teacher liked money, so she didn't stand on ceremony and accepted it directly—even if she didn't accept it, Ye Feiyang would surely persuade her to, so there was no need to be indirect.

Ye Feiyang waited and waited, but in the end, he received nothing.

He pouted inwardly and grumbled, This rich patron, so clueless! Everyone gets a share, but I don't, right?

"Dean Ye, I'll toast you." Ning Fengzhi raised his wine glass and said sincerely, "Thank you for your dedicated guidance and care for my daughter."

"Since she has joined my tutelage, I will naturally treat her wholeheartedly. Sect Master Ning need not be so polite." Ye Feiyang raised his glass in return; anyone could say pleasantries.

The overall atmosphere of this meal was relatively harmonious, except for a certain dean who felt a tiny bit unbalanced deep down for not receiving a gift.

After the banquet dispersed, Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong took their leave.

As soon as they left, Xiao Wu's pretense of strength instantly collapsed, and tears flowed like a broken string of pearls.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong exchanged glances, not understanding why she suddenly burst into tears. They quickly stepped forward, holding her hands and comforting her incessantly.

Ye Feiyang understood that Xiao Wu must have endured a lot of pressure these past two days. Feeling a pang of sympathy, he stepped forward and gently rubbed her back, soothing her emotions.

Afterward, he sent Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong off to train, while he took Xiao Wu out for a walk.

The forest path was quiet and long. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, making the surroundings seem even deeper and more tranquil.

"Brother Feiyang... Thank you." Xiao Wu's voice was still a little choked, but every word conveyed sincere gratitude.

Ye Feiyang sighed softly and reached out to stroke the top of her head, almost knocking off the rabbit ears hidden in her hair.

He awkwardly withdrew his hand, coughed lightly, and looked into the distance, "In about ten days, I'll be taking Rongrong and Zhuqing away from here."

Xiao Wu quickly adjusted her rabbit ears. Upon hearing this, her heart suddenly clenched.

Without thinking, she fell to her knees before Ye Feiyang with a thump, her voice filled with urgency, "Xiao Wu is willing to become your disciple! Teacher... is it still too late?"

This thought had been churning in her mind countless times; she could no longer deceive herself—if she hesitated any longer, she would look down on herself.

Why was she so indecisive this time when she used to be so decisive?

Having spent this time together, she had truly felt Ye Feiyang's kindness towards her; every day she watched Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing train diligently without complaint, not only did their Soul Power increase rapidly, but their combat abilities also grew stronger. Every time they mentioned Ye Feiyang, their eyes sparkled.

She had regretted it long ago, regretting not agreeing to become his disciple the first time.

At this moment, her eyes were incredibly determined, her sole desire being to follow the man before her. Even her childhood sweetheart, Tang San, could not shake her resolve.

Ye Feiyang was startled by her sudden action and quickly bent down to help her up, a gentle smile on his face. "Of course, it's not too late."

He deliberately wanted to add some "spice" to make Xiao Wu more firm in her choice, and added, "To tell you the truth, the reason I was willing to stay here for a month was to wait for you to say these words."

He deliberately slowed his tone, pulling at Xiao Wu's emotions. Before she could speak, he continued, "Since you are willing to become my disciple, come to my residence tonight, and I will give you a disciple acceptance gift."

Hearing this, Xiao Wu's heart pounded, and her nose stung, her eyes reddening again—she never expected to hear such heart-stirring words.

Did he really stay for her?

But what was there about her that made him do this? Could it be... he was interested in her?

Ye Feiyang didn't know what Xiao Wu was thinking, but her guess wasn't entirely wrong—he was indeed "interested" in Xiao Wu, and had been "craving" her for a long time. All these efforts were precisely to take her as his disciple.

"Then, can I still call you Brother Feiyang?" Xiao Wu looked up, her eyes full of anticipation.

Ye Feiyang didn't mind; it was just a form of address—besides, being called "brother" by such a cute and soft girl felt quite good.

"Of course, you can. But you can't call me that in front of others; you must call me Teacher."

Having received permission, Xiao Wu's heart instantly leaped with joy, and a smile reappeared on her face. "Okay, I'll remember, Brother Feiyang!"

Seeing that her emotions had stabilized considerably, Ye Feiyang cleared his throat and said, "Rongrong and Zhuqing will soon reach level thirty. At that time, I will take them to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt for Soul Rings. Do you want to go together? It's a good opportunity to take me to meet Da Ming and Er Ming."

Xiao Wu's pupils contracted sharply at the words. She looked up in shock, "Teacher, how, how do you know about Da Ming and Er Ming?"

Ye Feiyang smiled and gently ruffled the top of her head. "There are some things I'll tell you about slowly later. You just need to remember that you'll never regret the choice you made today."

He looked at Xiao Wu's still somewhat pale face, smoothed the stray hairs on her forehead, and softened his tone. "Look at you, what have you done to yourself? If I had come back a few days later, would you have fallen ill?"

Xiao Wu's nose tingled, and tears welled up again. This man was too good at charming her; why did she feel like crying again?

She had to admit, being cared about and cherished felt really wonderful.

Just as she was about to express her gratitude, she heard Ye Feiyang say with a stern face, "Hold back those tears!"

He raised his eyebrows, deliberately teasing her. "Where did the usual optimistic and cheerful Xiao Wu go? Why are you such a crybaby now? I still prefer the lively and outgoing you from before."

"No more crying, no more crying! Teacher, I'll never cry again!" Xiao Wu quickly sniffled, forcing a smile. "I want to go with you all! I'll take you to see them! When we get back, I'll explain things to Third Brother."

Ye Feiyang nodded slightly, but his mind was pondering: by snatching away the "sheath" that originally belonged to Tang San, would it cause subsequent plot changes?

However, on second thought, at this point, it seemed unnecessary to worry too much about how the plot would unfold.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered something.

"Shouldn't I pay a visit to the Yin Yang Well?" he mused to himself. "That's an excellent place for body refinement, and there are many rare treasures there. I should go and see it."

The thought of those ten-thousand-year-old immortal herbs made his heart burn with excitement—that place should belong to the Ye family from now on.

He hadn't gone before because it was full of poisonous mist, and the elusive Poison Douluo was there. With his strength as a Soul Emperor at the time, he had no confidence in dealing with the opponent.

But now, he had absolute certainty of victory, so there was no reason to let it go.

Although conventional training could improve the physique, with the help of heavenly and earthly spiritual items, coupled with the special environment of the Yin Yang Well, the speed of improvement would be countless times faster.

With so many benefits, why wouldn't he go?

Moreover, his own physique still had significant room for improvement, making it even more imperative to go.

He had actually been "craving" the cluster of immortal herbs there for a long time.

He looked at Xiao Wu and casually asked, "How much longer until you reach level thirty?"

As soon as he asked, he slapped his forehead and chuckled, "Look at my memory, I almost forgot, you can condense your own Soul Ring now."

Xiao Wu couldn't help but laugh when she heard this. She felt like she had no secrets in front of Ye Feiyang; he probably knew how many hairs she had on her body.

If it were in the past, this feeling would have made her panic; but now, hearing him say that, she only felt at ease—it felt so good not to have to be cautious because of her identity.

She lowered her head and softly mumbled something incoherent, "Teacher, you're so good."

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