Because... I'm a Little Brat Too

"Your Excellency, could you beat me up once?"

Hearing that, everyone except Zhao Wuji and Mo Lang was stunned.

What the hell kind of academy was this?

The Vice-Dean and former Dean both had masochistic tendencies?

And looking at Zhao Wuji's expression beside them, he practically seemed ready to say, "Your Excellency, could you beat me up again?"

Their entire worldview was about to collapse.

Where was the ruthless, arrogant Immovable Bright King Zhao Wuji they had heard about?!

Where was the cunning, arrogant Four-Eyed Cat Eagle Flender they had heard about?!

Here he was, begging a teenage Titled Douluo to beat him up!

How had things turned out like this?!

"No."

Mo Lang directly refused Flender's perverted request.

What a joke.

He had already wasted one Peak Titled Douluo Experience Card on Zhao Wuji. How could he waste another one on Flender?

That was his lifesaving trump card for raiding Poison Douluo Dugu Bo's lair.

"Your Excellency, I..."

"I said no, so no. Do you think it's easy to raise a Soul Sage's level? If it were that easy, I wouldn't have needed to rest for so long."

Mo Lang cut Flender off, his tone turning cold.

Since he had displayed the strength of a Titled Douluo, he had to put on the airs of a Titled Douluo.

He was only a Soul Sage. Mo Lang had no need to give him face.

"Yes."

Flender knew that pestering him would get him nowhere, so he could only wait for another opportunity.

"However, I may be leaving for a while soon. During that time, Xiao Wu and Tang San's safety will be entrusted to you two."

Mo Lang changed the subject. "If you do well, I wouldn't mind beating you up."

"Yes, yes, yes! We guarantee we'll complete Your Excellency's task!"

"Besides, protecting our students is what we teachers ought to do in the first place."

The moment Flender and Zhao Wuji heard there was still hope, they immediately agreed.

"..."

The three of them saw nothing wrong with that exchange, but in Dai Mubai and the others' eyes, their minds were collapsing all over again.

What the hell did he mean by, "If you do well, I wouldn't mind beating you up"?!

So if I don't do well, you'll let me off?

More importantly, Zhao Wuji and Flender looked honored by it, even impatient to get beaten up.

Wasn't this way too absurd?

Did you two have any integrity left?!

Mom, I want to drop out of school!!!

"A Lang, you're leaving? Where are you going? I want to go too!"

The moment Xiao Wu heard that Mo Lang would be going away for what sounded like quite a long time, she immediately clamored to come along.

"I'm going somewhere very dangerous. Even I can't guarantee your safety there. Just stay here and wait for me to come back, okay?"

Mo Lang was preparing to head to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. There were so many immortal herbs there that he had been itching to get his hands on them for ages.

But he had no intention of taking Xiao Wu with him. After all, he was not a real Titled Douluo. Against Poison Douluo, he could only keep up the act for ten minutes.

"Don't worry. I'll be fine. I promise I'll come back to see you as quickly as possible."

When he saw Xiao Wu's eyes redden, Mo Lang gently placed a hand on her head and gave her a head pat. Then he said softly, "Be good and listen to me. I'll bring you back a gift, all right?"

"I don't want a gift. I only want you to come back."

Xiao Wu looked at Mo Lang tenderly. For some reason, she had a bad feeling in her heart, but considering Mo Lang's strength, protecting himself should not be a problem.

Still, she felt somewhat dejected and lost. The gap between their strength was growing wider and wider. Shouldn't she work harder on her cultivation?

Then he would not have to go to such dangerous places alone.

With that thought, Xiao Wu seemed to mature a little. Her gaze became firm as she looked at Mo Lang. "Swear that you'll come back completely unharmed."

"Mm. I, Mo Lang, swear that I'll definitely return unharmed to see my cutest and most charming Xiao Wu." Mo Lang smiled and raised three fingers. "If I fail to do so, then I'll..."

"That's enough."

Xiao Wu rolled her eyes at the ever-unserious A Lang. She did not want Mo Lang to say such unlucky things.

Meanwhile, Zhu Zhuqing watched Mo Lang's tender expression, then looked at the flirtatious Dai Mubai. For some reason, the more she looked at him, the more displeased she became!

Dai Mubai had been admiring Mo Lang's impressive flirting skills when he suddenly felt a chill down his back. Realizing that Zhu Zhuqing's dislike for him seemed to have deepened again, he got a headache.

At the same time, he made up his mind that once Mo Lang returned, he would definitely ask him for advice on flirting.

The girls he picked up with his face were all shallow. If he wanted to win Zhu Zhuqing back, he would probably have to learn from Mo Lang.

Ning Rongrong watched the powerful, handsome, and wealthy Mo Lang. A crafty glint flashed through her eyes as she thought to herself:

Only a man this exceptional is worthy of my status.

Seeing Ning Rongrong staring at Mo Lang the whole time, Oscar decided that he would shave his beard tomorrow and let them know that he, Oscar, was handsome as hell too!

As for Zhao Wuji and Flender, they pretended not to see anything. Their minds had long since flown ahead to the time when Mo Lang returned and beat them up.

Before long.

Tang San returned with the ingredients.

Mo Lang once again displayed the culinary skills of an outstanding New Oriental graduate, leaving everyone in Shrek utterly convinced by his cooking.

Ning Rongrong had initially been dismissive, but after taking one bite, she was immediately conquered and decided that she had to win Mo Lang over!

She believed that with her beauty and background, Mo Lang would not refuse her.

It was just that Xiao Wu stood between her and Tang San, making it rather difficult for her to wedge herself in.

She needed to think of a way.

That night.

Late at night.

Xiao Wu called Mo Lang up to the roof.

Mo Lang felt a little embarrassed. In the dead of night, up on a roof... wasn't that a little too exciting?

"A Lang, there's something I've hidden from you for a long time. I've decided to tell you now." Xiao Wu struggled for a long while before finally gathering her courage and speaking.

Seeing how serious Xiao Wu was, Mo Lang put away his smile and asked solemnly, "What is it?"

"I'm actually a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, a Soft Bone Rabbit, who rebuilt my cultivation into human form." Xiao Wu stopped hesitating and blurted out her secret in one breath, then carefully watched Mo Lang's expression.

"That's it?" Mo Lang was a little surprised that Xiao Wu would tell him this, but he knew that she must have gathered tremendous courage to say it herself.

So he deliberately spoke in a relaxed tone. "I already knew. You told me when you talked in your sleep."

"Huh?! I told you while I was talking in my sleep?"

When Xiao Wu heard that, her little face immediately turned red. She talked in her sleep?

Wait, now was not the time to worry about whether she talked in her sleep. She carefully asked again, "Then... you don't mind that I'm a rabbit?"

Mo Lang smiled. Looking at Xiao Wu's adorable appearance, he raised an eyebrow. "Didn't you hear what Old Jack called me?"

"What did he call you?"

"A little brat. I'm a little brat too, so why would I mind that you're a rabbit?"

"A Lang..."

Hearing Mo Lang's comforting words, Xiao Wu felt as though she were melting into his arms. Tilting up her head, she leaned toward Mo Lang's lips.

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