Xiao Wu: Cheng Gege Really Cares About Me!

If they had not been on opposing sides, Du Cheng would have wanted to applaud Master:

To use such methods against a group of children—he and Tang San really were a perfect match!

"Master, you misunderstand."

Seeing Xiao Wu and the others' faces grow increasingly red, Du Cheng stepped forward:

"Xiao Wu and the others were only anxious because they couldn't find Tang San before dinner."

After speaking, Du Cheng quickly added:

"After all, this is our dormitory's first gathering. It wouldn't be appropriate for someone to be absent without reason."

Whether Tang San had actually intended to treat everyone to dinner aside, since Master had said so, then let that be the case.

But if that was so, then Du Cheng and the others had indeed spent a long time searching for Tang San before setting out.

With that, the advantage in public opinion returned to Du Cheng and the others:

After all, in everyone else's eyes, even if Tang San was going to eat with his teacher, he could have told his roommates in advance.

Though they had both lived two lives, when it came to schemes and tactics, Tang San was not even worthy of being called Du Cheng's little brother before Du Cheng, who had experienced the age of information explosion.

"So that's how it is. I misunderstood you."

Upon hearing Du Cheng's words, Master froze for a moment before his expression turned serious:

"To express my apology, how about I pay for your meal?"

"Teacher!"

The moment Master's words left his mouth, Tang San could not help trying to stop him:

The food on the second floor of the cafeteria was not cheap. Why waste it on these people? In the entire Seventh Dormitory, aside from Xiao Wu, he had no favorable impression of any of them.

"Little San, there's no need to be polite."

Seeing Tang San about to speak, Master waved a hand and cut him off:

"I'm your teacher. There's nothing wrong with treating your roommates to a meal on your behalf."

"In that case, thank you, Master."

Grinning smugly at Tang San, Du Cheng thanked Master again.

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Cheng reminded the people beside him before either of them could say anything:

"What are you standing around for? Go get whatever you want to eat."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Prompted by Du Cheng, Wang Sheng and the others snapped back to their senses.

They did not care whether Master or Du Cheng was paying. As long as there was food, that was enough.

Looking around, they quickly sprang into action across the entire second floor:

Wind Devil Wolf kidneys—two skewers!

Pipi Pig elbows?

Three!

Charcoal Grilled Green Feather Chicken?

A whole one!

As Wang Sheng and the others got moving, Master's smile gradually began to fade:

Are these bastards planning to pack up whatever they can't finish?

In comparison, Du Cheng was in a much better mood:

Since Master had taken the initiative to stand up for Tang San, he must be willing to pay a price.

"On behalf of my roommates, I thank Master for his hospitality."

After stabbing Master in the heart once more, Du Cheng was about to take Xiao Wu with him:

Such an opportunity was rare. Today, he would definitely teach the young Master a lesson.

"You must be Du Cheng, right?"

However, just as Du Cheng was about to turn and leave, Master's voice rang out again:

"This little girl should be called Xiao Wu, correct?"

"That's right."

Du Cheng nodded, his gaze falling on Master:

"May I ask what guidance Master has for us?"

In Du Cheng's view, Master had not called out his and Xiao Wu's names merely to make acquaintances.

"I wouldn't dare call it guidance."

Feeling Du Cheng's gaze, Master shook his head with a smile:

"I merely heard that a child defeated Little San in yesterday's match, so I was a little curious."

After speaking, Master added:

"If I remember correctly, your Martial Soul should be a carrot, with Innate Soul Power at rank four, right?"

"That's right."

"To defeat Little San, who has Innate Full Soul Power, with such a Martial Soul, your physique is quite good."

After offering Du Cheng a "compliment," Master continued:

"As long as you study hard from now on, you may have a chance to break through the limitations imposed by your Martial Soul."

"Then I'll borrow Master's auspicious words."

Upon hearing Master's words, a glint of coldness flashed through Du Cheng's eyes:

This bastard really refuses to give up!

Compared to Tang San, Master's methods were clearly far more sophisticated.

For example, right now, he appeared to be encouraging Du Cheng, but he was actually subtly pointing out the gap between Du Cheng and Tang San:

How could a "waste" with merely rank-four Innate Soul Power possibly compare to Tang San, a Dual Martial Soul genius?

"Little girl, your Martial Soul should be the Soft Bone Rabbit, and you have Innate Full Soul Power, correct?"

Master had no idea that Du Cheng had seen through all his schemes. At this moment, his gaze had already fallen on Xiao Wu.

"That's right."

Upon hearing Xiao Wu's answer, Master's smile deepened:

"You and Little San both have Innate Full Soul Power, so you should have plenty in common."

"If you are willing, you can study under me together with Little San in the future."

After pausing, this fellow shamelessly added:

"Though my strength is ordinary, I do have some insights into the cultivation of Soul Masters."

This was no longer a hint, but an outright declaration.

If Xiao Wu were a "smart person," she ought to abandon Du Cheng now and throw herself directly into Tang San's arms:

Even on the Douluo Continent, the concept of being well-matched in social status still existed.

A pheasant matched with a phoenix?

That only happened in stories and legends!

But clearly, Master was destined to be flirting with a blind man this time.

The moment she heard that Du Cheng's Martial Soul was actually a carrot, Xiao Wu's attention had already been completely diverted.

She nodded perfunctorily at Master, then looked at Du Cheng:

"Cheng Gege, your Martial Soul is actually a carrot?"

Xiao Wu's voice uncontrollably grew louder as she spoke. As a little bunny, even though she had already taken human form, her love for carrots remained impossible to erase.

More importantly, this coincidence reminded Xiao Wu of a word Da Ming had once taught her—fate!

As she looked at Du Cheng, Xiao Wu's face visibly reddened:

Could this be the fate between Cheng Gege and me?

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Hearing the system notification sound in his mind, Du Cheng had only one thought left:

Thank you, Master, for the five Bond Value.

If not for Master's perfect assist, it would probably have taken him a long time to think of this.

"That's right."

As his thoughts spun, Du Cheng did not forget to answer Xiao Wu's question:

"What, do you like eating carrots?"

"Mhm, mhm, mhm."

Nodding rapidly, Xiao Wu's mood became even brighter:

Cheng Gege could tell I like carrots from just one sentence. He really cares about me!