Forget It, She's Really Hello Kitty Now

"Awoo."

Ning Weiyang was jolted awake by the hit, still a little dazed.

What was going on?

She looked up at Ye Lingling.

Ye Lingling picked up the crumpled paper and threw it back.

Thud!

The paper ball struck Goreya squarely in the face.

Following the direction it had come from, Ning Weiyang spotted Goreya as well.

Goreya was seated at a two-person desk, two rows behind them.

After Goreya had suffered a setback yesterday, he had immediately sent someone to investigate Ning Weiyang when he got home.

He would never have known if he had not looked into it, but Ning Weiyang had actually been a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Though she was not anymore. Her mother had committed adultery and given birth to her, and she had already been expelled from the sect.

Goreya suddenly laughed, then tossed the paper ball over again. Once more, it hit Ning Weiyang on the head.

Ye Lingling frowned and turned to glare at Goreya.

Wearing the expression of someone utterly shameless, Goreya shrugged. "What can you do about it?"

Was there something wrong with this guy?

Ning Weiyang picked up the paper ball and was about to throw it back.

Then she noticed that something seemed to be written on it.

Out of curiosity, she unfolded the crumpled paper and took a look.

Once it was spread open, three large words were written on it: Little Bastard!

"..."

Ning Weiyang clenched her hand, crushing the paper into a ball.

She frowned, feeling deeply displeased.

Dugu Yan saw the words on the note too. She turned to look at Goreya, her gaze sharp.

Goreya shrugged and gave Dugu Yan an apologetic gesture. Then, as though nothing had happened, he focused on the lesson.

Ye Lingling: "..."

Dugu Yan: "..."

Their brows furrowed tightly, and both felt the urge to smack Goreya.

Ning Weiyang lightly bit her lip.

If the tiger didn't show its claws, did they really think she was Hello Kitty?

Dugu Yan reached out and placed her palm over the back of Ning Weiyang's hand. "Don't mind what he says. After class, I'll help you vent your anger."

Dugu Yan comforted Ning Weiyang, afraid that she might take it too hard.

Ning Weiyang had always appeared sensitive and insecure. Something like this would undoubtedly be a huge blow to her.

Dugu Yan was afraid Ning Weiyang would become depressed.

Ning Weiyang looked at Dugu Yan, and sure enough, she wore a pitiful expression.

Dugu Yan comforted her. "Goreya just has a filthy mouth. He needs a lesson. After class, we'll go teach him one!"

Ning Weiyang nodded obediently, while inwardly considering the matter of Martial Soul Evolution.

She did not yet have the ability to beat Goreya up on her own, but she did not want to be bullied like this either.

Peony had said that the Peony Goddess Mark she left on her body would guide her toward Martial Soul Evolution.

So how was she supposed to activate the guidance of the Peony Goddess Mark?

Peony had put it too simply. Now that Ning Weiyang thought about it, she felt rather at a loss.

Sigh.

Ning Weiyang let out a heavy sigh in her heart.

It couldn't just be left to fate, could it?

She wondered whether she could dream of Peony again tonight.

Resting her chin on one hand, Ning Weiyang flipped through her book.

She drew a huge pig face in it and wrote the three characters "Goreya" above it.

Then she picked up her pen and repeatedly jabbed at the pig face, as though that could vent the displeasure in her heart.

Ye Lingling looked at Ning Weiyang, though no one knew what she was thinking.

She pulled out a slip of paper, wrote a line on it, and passed it to Osler's desk behind her.

Osler glanced at Ye Lingling before opening the note.

"Beat him up after class."

An arrow pointed toward Goreya's seat.

Osler looked at Goreya.

Then quietly put away the note.

His expression did not change.

Clearly, this was not the first time.

Goreya often teased Ye Lingling, and Osler was already used to helping Ye Lingling vent her anger.

It could even be said that he was now Ye Lingling's enforcer.

"..."

Ning Weiyang quietly observed Ye Lingling and Osler, feeling that their relationship was anything but ordinary.