A Boring Divine Skill

Thanks to someone's desperate efforts, a dinner spread that looked no worse than Wenren De's was soon ready.

Wenren Sheng came to the dining room and sat down. After taking a deep breath, he found that while it looked about the same as Brother De's cooking, the substance was actually a notch better.

After all, a current Otherworldly User holder was stronger than a former one.

After thinking for a moment, he made a call. "Zhao Han, come back for dinner."

"Oh, I-I'll be right back." The voice on the phone was hurried, as if she was busy fussing over something.

Wenren Sheng did not pay it any mind. Anyway, his most valuable possessions were all on him...

Wu Shanshan rolled her eyes at him. "Should we wake Uncle up too?"

"Forget it. Once he gets up, he'll start looking for alcohol again." Wenren Sheng shook his head.

Before long, the five of them—Wu Liansong, Zhao Han, Wenren Sheng, Wu Shanshan, and Driver Li Shuangyue—gathered around the dining table for dinner.

"I never expected Teacher Wu's cooking to be this good..." Zhao Han exclaimed as soon as she tasted the Reed Catkin Mandarin Fish.

"Haha, nothing special. It's just practice." Wu Liansong secretly glanced at his daughter, only to see her constantly placing food onto Wenren Sheng's plate.

He could only lower his head and eat.

"I think it isn't merely a matter of skill. It's because it was made with love. This is food that can make people happy." After eating a Honey Hawthorn, Wenren Sheng said this in an affected manner.

Wu Liansong quickly nodded, a smile appearing on his face. He looked at Wu Shanshan again, but she remained unmoved. It seemed the heat of this fatherly love was still insufficient...

Halfway through the meal, Zhao Han suddenly gathered her courage for some reason and stood up. "Shan Shan, thank you for saving my life last time."

Wenren Sheng glanced at her without changing expression.

"I don't remember saving you. Don't flatter yourself." Wu Shanshan peeled a lobster from Great Australia and placed the most tender meat onto the plate in front of Wenren Sheng.

"It was during that Referee Incident. That referee's wife, Wang Qingyue, was plotted against by Liu Bo and was going to run me over with a car, but she was Reverse Killed by a Big Truck that suddenly rushed out," Zhao Han quickly explained. "At the time, I thought it was just a coincidence. But later, I remembered that before that happened, you patted me on the shoulder. It looked like you were trying to scare me, but you were actually casting some kind of protective aura on me."

Wu Liansong immediately praised her. "That's perfectly normal. Shan Shan was the kindest when she was little."

"Hmph..." Wu Shanshan suddenly glared at Wenren Sheng and set down the prawn she had been peeling.

"Why are you glaring at me? I don't know anything, and I never said anything. I'm an honest man."

Wenren Sheng wore an innocent expression as he lowered his head, dipped the shrimp meat in sauce, and ate it with great enjoyment.

"So that was it. No wonder Teacher was so unmoved back then. He must have noticed it long ago." Zhao Han looked delighted.

Wu Shanshan said indifferently, "Hmph, you remembered wrong. Xu Yunshuang was the one who patted your shoulder, not me."

Zhao Han froze slightly. Her Extraordinary Memory automatically activated, and she immediately recalled a clear scene. That was right—Wu Shanshan had scared her at the time, while Yun Shuang-jie had patted her shoulder!

But... why had Narration Mister insisted that Wu Shanshan had saved her? Could it have made a mistake?

The moment this thought surfaced, a passage abruptly appeared in her mind.

"The foolish Zhao Han actually doubted her own ability. She would never have imagined that this doubt would cause her to suffer greatly."

I was wrong.

Zhao Han thought resentfully, then scratched her head. "All right, maybe I remembered wrong. But I'm sure Shan Shan wouldn't want anything to happen to me either."

"Of course not," Wu Shanshan said firmly. "I wouldn't want an innocent fool to sacrifice herself for nothing. If you're going to sacrifice yourself, at least do it somewhere useful."

"Mhm, I'll work hard. I'll definitely make sure my sacrifice has value..." Zhao Han promised instinctively.

The moment she finished speaking, she saw everyone looking at her strangely. Only then did she realize something was off, and she hurriedly picked up a piece of Caramelized Sweet Potato to hide her embarrassment.

"Eat, eat. Don't bring up the past anymore. As long as people are alive, they have to look forward." Wenren Sheng waved a hand.

"We do have to look forward." Li Shuangyue suddenly nodded.

They continued eating, but the atmosphere seemed to grow more harmonious. Wu Liansong tried putting food on his daughter's plate, and Wu Shanshan did not refuse.

But before he could be happy for long, she transferred the food into Wenren Sheng's bowl...

As they ate, Wenren Sheng's phone suddenly rang.

"Sigh, this is why I always want to switch to airplane mode after work." Wenren Sheng sighed, set down his chopsticks, picked up a pristine white napkin, wiped his mouth, and only then answered the phone.

After checking the number, he stood up and left the dining room.

The others glanced at him but did not pay much attention, continuing their meal.

His voice soon came from the hallway. "Thank you, Yun Shuang. It's rare for you to remember to congratulate me."

"A celebration? Forget it. You're all very busy right now, so don't trouble yourselves. We can talk about it after the assessment."

"Oh, right. I may visit your house tomorrow. The company has a project, and it was submitted by your younger brother..."

After the call ended, Wenren Sheng returned to the dining room.

"Xu Yunshuang called?" Wu Shanshan peeled a North Sea Crab for him, asking a question she already knew the answer to.

"Mhm. She said she wants to organize a celebration for me with our classmates next Monday. Of course I couldn't agree. How many people are really in the mood to celebrate for me right now?" Wenren Sheng shook his head.

Zhao Han immediately put down her chopsticks and said sheepishly, "Teacher, I completely forgot. Congratulations on passing the judge selection. I'll buy you a gift tomorrow."

"Forget it. Don't be so hypocritical." Wenren Sheng waved his hand. "I'm not someone who cares about superficial gestures... Just remember to buy something expensive and practical. That newly released PS6 looks pretty good to me."

Zhao Han was speechless and could only nod. She remembered some of her classmates played that thing. One unit seemed to cost ten or twenty thousand.

After dinner, Zhao Han and Li Shuangyue accompanied Teacher Wu in watching television, while Wenren Sheng went to the study to read. Before long, Wu Shanshan entered as well.

Without even raising his head, Wenren Sheng looked at a copy of Thirty Years of Border Affairs Records in his hands and casually said, "I just taught Zhao Han Extraordinary Memory, and nothing went wrong. Do you want to learn it?"

"Now isn't the time." Wu Shanshan leaned against him, her eyes shifting as she spoke softly.

"I didn't teach Xu Yunshuang. Zhao Han was the first," Wenren Sheng suddenly said. "It seems you still don't trust me enough."

"No, it's called having secrets. If a woman has no secrets, she isn't far from being abandoned." Wu Shanshan lowered her head to look at him.

"Oh, so this is what they mean by 'secrets make a woman more of a woman'?" Wenren Sheng said thoughtfully.

Thus, the night passed.

The next morning, Saturday.

Summer mornings were the most comfortable, perfect for sleeping in.

Yet many people still had to get up early for work, while Wenren Sheng rose even earlier than they did.

Just after five o'clock, he was already practicing Fighting Skill in the training grounds north of the villa.

Having successfully elevated Mysterious Teaching Art, he was greatly anticipating the advancement of his Fighting Skill. Perhaps killing an evil Otherworldly User would be enough to transform it successfully?

At the height of his exhilaration, his fists moved like wind and thunder, his body like a swimming dragon. He moved freely, doing as he pleased.

At the end, he suddenly stopped and struck his right palm through the air at a wooden post in the distance. A dark purple mist shot out from his palm, taking the form and spirit of a dragon, with a faint dragon's roar accompanying it as it crashed into the post.

The next instant, the wooden post exploded into pieces and vanished in smoke.

"Wow!" A cry of surprise immediately came from the balcony.

Wenren Sheng did not turn around. He merely let out a long breath, walked back onto the path, turned, and headed toward the Swimming Pool in the Front Yard.

Real men never looked back at explosions.

Zhao Han, on the balcony, was genuinely stunned.

She repeatedly said to Wu Shanshan, who was watching beside her, "Shan Shan, did you see that? Teacher just unleashed a dragon! A dragon!"

"Mhm. So what?" Wu Shanshan turned away, picked up a watering can, and began watering the flowers and plants.

"What Teacher was practicing must have been a legendary Supreme Divine Skill," Zhao Han chattered excitedly. "Which one was it? Could it have been Dragon Subduing Palm or Great Sky Dragon Skill? I definitely can't ask. This must be the secret art of a martial arts master."

"Tch." Wu Shanshan's mouth twitched, and she looked somewhat helpless. "What Dragon Subduing Palm? It's just some bluffing trick he came up with himself. Men are always children. Using that thing on a wooden post isn't even as effective as a gun."

"Anyone can use a gun, but Teacher is the only person I've ever seen use nothing but his bare palm to unleash such an imposing dragon aura." Zhao Han tried her best to defend him.

"Heh. Once you reach my current level, you can imitate the same effect." As she spoke, Wu Shanshan pointed with a finger, and a miniature Black Phoenix emerged from her fingertip, lifelike in every detail.

"So amazing..." Zhao Han was shocked at first, then felt disappointed. "So that's all it was. I thought it had some special use."

"Uh, aside from wasting strength and mental energy, it probably has one other use." Wu Shanshan smiled.

"What use?" Zhao Han hurriedly asked.

"Scaring little chicks like you."

After saying that, Wu Shanshan tossed the watering can to her. "The rest is up to you. I'm going out with him later."

"Oh, got it. Take care, Shan Shan." Zhao Han said with great disappointment.

Wenren Sheng swam back and forth in the Swimming Pool in the Front Yard, listening to the two women's conversation on the balcony. The corner of his mouth twitched.

Just boring?

Sure enough, no one understood me.

Didn't you think... it was incredibly impressive?