His Name Was "You Xing"

"New here?"

Inside Dormitory Six, a delicate-looking little boy had just walked in. He found an empty bed and set down his luggage when a voice spoke beside his ear.

Looking up, he saw dozens of curious eyes already fixed on him throughout the dormitory.

The owner of that voice was a boy standing before him, far more muscular than anyone should have been at the age expected for a first-year dormitory.

Standing two heads taller than ordinary people, he was like a mountain, placing considerable pressure on children his age.

Fortunately, the boy was not short either and felt no pressure from the height difference.

He nodded, his expression unchanged, and held out his hand. "Hello, my name is You Xing."

The tall boy snorted through his nose and replied, "My name is Mu Feng. Martial Soul Water Buffalo."

Mu Feng...

Such a carefree, graceful name paired with that hulking body.

You Xing could not help but twitch the corner of his mouth subtly.

But out of politeness, You Xing did not comment on it.

He merely nodded and was about to continue making his bed when Mu Feng thrust out his thick arm and blocked him.

You Xing looked up in confusion and saw Mu Feng snort again before saying in a muffled voice, "Wrong, kid! The first person you should greet isn't me, but—our Sister Xiao Wu!"

Mu Feng whipped his head around. His previously stern, imposing face instantly turned fawning as he looked toward the scorpion-braided girl seated in the middle of the room atop a "throne" made of stacked tables. She was accepting fruits and snacks handed over by the other children, looking bright and charming.

"Uh."

You Xing stared at the scene in astonishment.

Including Mu Feng, several dormmates secretly shook their heads when they saw You Chen's expression.

Sigh, before they had experienced Sister Xiao Wu's ferocity, they had looked just as clueless!

"Hey, brat over there."

It was as though Xiao Wu had only just noticed You Xing. She suddenly leaped down from her two-meter-tall "throne."

She licked the snack crumbs from her fingers and looked at You Chen with interest, grinning. "Where are you from? Did your family bring any tasty local specialties? Hand them over so Sister Xiao Wu can see what customs your hometown has and help us get closer!"

She really acted like some mountain tyrant, a little bandit.

And wasn't this scene just like paying respects to a gang boss in a storybook?

The underlings Xiao Wu had gathered might initially have been unwilling, but after joining the role-playing game she had started, they had somehow become immersed in it.

As they watched Xiao Wu now, their eyes truly held a trace of reverence.

You Xing seemed not to notice the suddenly changed atmosphere in the room. "I came here only to cultivate and learn. I didn't bring any local specialties."

Having said that, as if he truly thought Xiao Wu had merely asked casually, he spread his bedding over the wooden bed.

Xiao Wu's eyes widened slightly as she looked at You Xing's wooden, dull expression.

And Mu Feng, her number one enforcer, naturally gleaned the "holy intent" from Xiao Wu's expression immediately. Without another word, he reached for You Xing's shoulder.

Smack!

With a crisp sound, before Mu Feng's fan-like palm could fall, You Xing caught his wrist without even turning around.

"Gah—It hurts!!!"

Feeling the force gripping his wrist, Mu Feng suddenly screamed.

"Huh?"

Only then did You Xing seem to realize what had happened. He released his hand, turned around, and looked somewhat confused at Mu Feng, who was half-kneeling on the ground and rubbing his wrist. "Sorry, I didn't notice it was you..."

This time, quite a few faces changed.

Children might be mischievous and innocent, but in this savage environment, they naturally understood the law of the jungle all the more clearly.

The move You Xing had just displayed told them that this boy was not someone to be trifled with either.

Seeing her underling suffer, how could Xiao Wu, as the boss, tolerate such a blow to her dignity?

She immediately shouted angrily, "You actually hurt my Da Hei!?"

Mu Feng looked up in confusion. "Da Hei?"

For some reason, he felt insulted.

But by then, Xiao Wu had already charged forward, her soft leg lashing toward You Chen like a whip.

"Just watch how I teach you a lesson!"

Yet that pale pink leg was caught in midair by a single hand.

An adult man had appeared there at some point, holding Xiao Wu by one leg and leaving her hanging upside down with her head near the ground.

A glint flashed across his black-rimmed glasses, like the special effect reserved for a mastermind behind the scenes. Then he asked with a half-smile, "Xiao Wu, who did you say you were going to teach a lesson just now?"

Xiao Wu reflexively tried to break free but failed. She stared at the man in shock. "Y-you're Uncle!?"

Wait...

That kid just said his name was You Xing...

Xiao Wu's eyes rolled before widening even further. Could the two of them be related!?

This was bad. The fake relative had run into the real relative, and her backer had turned around and become someone who could crush her instead!

Seeing Xiao Wu break out in a sweat, You Chen smiled faintly. With a deft motion of his hand, he set her upright before him again.

"Haha, misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, Uncle! This is a case of floodwater rushing into the Dragon King's temple—one family failing to recognize another!"

Xiao Wu giggled. "Did you bring little brother You Xing here to enroll? Why have I never heard you mention this?"

Clearly, You Xing looked slightly older than Xiao Wu, yet she shamelessly slapped the title "little brother" onto him. You Xing himself did not seem to care much either.

You Chen looked perfectly composed as he said, "Oh? You didn't hear? I had just finished handling your enrollment paperwork. Before I could tell you about it, you ran off in a flash, didn't you?"

"Uh..."

Hearing the faint trace of resentment hidden beneath You Chen's calm tone, Xiao Wu, knowing she was in the wrong, had no way to refute him.

She had a grudge against Spirit Hall and that Pope, but You Chen did not know that, did he!?

Seeing Xiao Wu at a rare loss for words, You Chen burst into laughter and took the opportunity to vigorously rub her rabbit head. "All right, I'm just teasing you. I know how playful you are. If I hadn't told you beforehand, who knows what conflict you might have had with You Xing, so I made a special trip over. Oh, right, this little fellow is my new disciple. He's dull by nature and only knows how to cultivate, so don't go bullying him for no reason."

"H-how could I!"

Xiao Wu immediately patted her nonexistent chest and promised with a playful grin. Looking at You Xing, who had remained silent at the side, she said, "Little junior brother, let's get along well from now on, okay?"

But You Xing spoke up then. "Teacher never said you were his disciple. Don't call me junior brother. Also, I should be older than you."

"Uh..."

Xiao Wu choked so badly on those words that she coughed. She immediately glared at You Chen, her gaze seeming to say, Wasn't I supposed to be your niece!? Didn't you tell him!?

But You Chen pretended not to see it and waved his hand. "All right, I still have things to do. You two, bye-bye."

"W-wait!"

Xiao Wu stretched out a hand, but You Chen was far too fast. In the blink of an eye, he had vanished without a trace.

Xiao Wu rolled her eyes. When she turned back, You Xing was already making his bed on his own.

A trace of suspicion appeared in Xiao Wu's eyes. Disciple? Could he be some illegitimate son?