These Are All Small Matters

Yan Shaozhe found himself vaguely looking forward to Tang Lan.

This seemingly ordinary young man had displayed an unusual bearing and extraordinary confidence from the very beginning.

His eyes held a resolute, daring light, as though nothing could obstruct his determination.

He was an exceptional genius, one who might truly create a miracle—break convention and find a solution to the long-standing problem that had plagued them for so long.

Yan Shaozhe held onto that hope deep in his heart, though even he felt that such hope was almost an extravagant wish.

Looking at Ma Xiaotao, who had already begun to waver before him,

Tang Lan understood that all he needed now was a strong dose of medicine to bring Ma Xiaotao under his command and make her his woman.

A trace of cunning satisfaction flashed through his eyes, and an unfathomable scheme seemed to lurk within those slightly narrowed eyes.

He silently calculated his next move,

like a seasoned hunter about to launch the final, fatal strike against his prey.

Tang Lan narrowed his eyes slightly, a glint of absolute confidence shining within them.

He first glanced around, then took a small step forward. That step was exceedingly cautious, as though he feared drawing too much attention from others.

His body slowly drew closer to Ma Xiaotao. With every inch he approached,

the expression on his face became increasingly mysterious and focused.

Once close enough, he bent slightly, leaned toward Ma Xiaotao's ear, and lowered his voice. "Senior Xiaotao, as long as you believe in me, I guarantee that I can not only resolve your evil fire problem, but also take you to the next level on the path of cultivation and make you an existence unmatched by anyone in the academy."

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