Late Arrival

"A peak Martial Artist realm, with strength comparable to an intermediate Martial Master, or even surpassing them."

"Our family has truly produced a dragon!"

"Son, your dad is proud of you!" Ye Wendao said incoherently, not even noticing the teacup he dropped shattering on the floor.

He was astonished by the sudden, significant change in his son, but he didn't pry.

This was his son's secret. If his son didn't want to tell him, he naturally had his reasons.

He was happy about his son's transformation because his son was changing for the better.

No matter how he changed, he was still his child. As long as that didn't change, he didn't care about anything else.

The husband and wife had discussed this very point last night and reached an agreement.

Ye Bingxue's expression suddenly turned solemn, a great pressure weighing on her heart.

Her two fair little hands clenched into fists, and she secretly resolved to work hard and become stronger.

She wanted to fight alongside Hua Qiang, not just watch his back from afar.

Hua Qiang seemed to sense Ye Bingxue's emotional fluctuation and quickly comforted her, "Little sister, your brother will take you all the way!"

Thinking of the few bottles of Blood Qi Powder he'd obtained from looting a corpse, he quickly took them out of his Storage Bag and stuffed them into Ye Bingxue's hands.

"Little sister, here are a few bottles of Blood Qi Powder. Use them tonight to boost your strength a bit."

"Tomorrow, during the certification, try to achieve an enviable score and bring some honor to your brother."

Ye Bingxue quickly waved her hands, "No, brother, you should use them yourself. You already gave me one before."

Hua Qiang feigned displeasure, "Little sister, why are you being so polite with me? I'll take them back then. Besides, this stuff doesn't do much for me. My physique is a bit special."

Ye Bingxue looked at Hua Qiang and suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"Huh? Brother, you've lost weight again! You've become a handsome young man now!"

"Really?"

Hua Qiang twisted his hips, striking a flamboyant pose.

"Wait, brother is already a handsome guy. How can a man say 'young'?"

"Little sister, I'm telling you, don't use the word 'young' anymore, or I'll get mad at you!"

Heehee!

Ye Bingxue was amused by Hua Qiang's words, and a blush crept onto her fair face. She gave him a sidelong glance.

Ye Wendao and Liu Li couldn't help but chuckle.

Their son had changed so much these past few days, and his personality had become much more cheerful. They had never seen this before.

But the better Hua Qiang became, the happier they were.

"Brother, where did you get this Storage Bag? These things are very expensive, starting at at least a million!"

Ye Bingxue's eyes fell on the Storage Bag at Hua Qiang's waist, and she asked again.

"Oh, this? A friend gave it to me!"

"Gave it to you? Friend?"

Ye Bingxue repeated the words, and her eyes immediately turned icy cold.

"Male or female?"

"Male!"

Seeing Ye Bingxue's expression suddenly cool down, Hua Qiang, with a strong survival instinct, blurted it out.

Joking aside, if he had answered a moment later or answered incorrectly, he would have to endure hellish torment again.

"Is that so?"

Ye Bingxue's face, which had been like a winter chill, immediately bloomed with the brilliance of a summer flower.

Then, her delicate brows furrowed again.

"Who would be so generous as to give you such a valuable gift?"

"Did you meet such a friend on the road?"

Faced with Ye Bingxue's questioning, Hua Qiang quickly explained. Of course, he made up a lie. He couldn't possibly say he'd killed someone to get it, could he?

"Strictly speaking, he's not really a 'friend'!"

"It's just that we had a dispute over an Exotic Beast today, and then we had a bet."

"If I lost, the Exotic Beast would go to him. If he lost, he would bet the Storage Bag."

"The result is that I brought the Storage Bag back."

"Wow, brother, you're so cunning! That's a good idea. I'll go get a Storage Bag myself tomorrow."

As if performing a magic trick, Hua Qiang produced another Storage Bag and threw it to Ye Bingxue.

"Here, I've already prepared one for you."

"Huh? Another storage bag, where did you get this one?"

"Tsk! It wasn't that guy I dueled. His companion wasn't convinced, right? Wanted to win back this guy's storage bag."

"As a result, he fought me again, and then his storage bag also went to your brother."

"Really? I won't be polite then!"

She accepted the things Hua Qiang gave her without any mental burden.

Since they were family, wasn't her older brother's stuff also hers?

And her own stuff... was still hers!

If it were anyone else, she would have kept them at a distance. Out in the world, she was very aloof.

Ye Bingxue, holding the storage bag and the few bottles of Blood Qi Powder that Hua Qiang gave her, happily returned to her room to absorb and refine them.

Ye Wendao and Liu Li also told Hua Qiang to rest early before returning to their rooms.

Hua Qiang briefly washed up and returned to his room.

The room was very small, and besides a bed, there was no space to move around.

Originally one room, it had been divided in the middle. One side was for his sister Ye Bingxue, and this side was for his own obese body, a place for self-cultivation.

Looking at this environment, Hua Qiang shook his head and gave a wry smile.

Fortunately, they were moving to a new residence tomorrow, so he wouldn't have to squeeze into this corner.

Eighth Middle School, Grade 12 (18) Class.

The class bell had already rung. A middle-aged woman with short, ear-length hair and black-rimmed glasses, around 40 years old, was sternly taking attendance.

After calling out the 43rd name, her brows furrowed.

Because no one responded.

"Hua Qiang, Hua Qiang, where are you? Why aren't you here yet?"

Tian Yongmei, as the literature teacher for this class, had strong opinions about the homeroom teacher, Jiang Linglong, privately accepting a notorious delinquent from the entire school.

This class already had poor academic performance, and now they were accepting a stinky foot. Wouldn't that lower the average score by another point or two?

How could someone who wanted to win the college entrance examination performance bonus not complain?

Her hopes would again turn into bubbles.

At this moment, the students in the class turned their heads, looking at the empty desk in the corner at the back of the classroom, and began to whisper.

[This fatty is really bold, daring to be late even for Teacher Tian's class.]

[Yeah, yeah, this fatty is going to be in trouble today. Teacher Tian is not someone easy to talk to!]

[Teacher Tian has been bothering us recently. I guess she's going through menopause early!]

[I wonder what Teacher Jiang is thinking, why would she let this school-famous sycophant, this rotten tail-ender, come to our class?]

[Maybe she thinks our class's grades aren't low enough yet?]

[Classmate, you can't say that. Our Teacher Jiang is the campus beauty teacher of Eighth Middle School. She's beautiful and kind-hearted, and she can't stand to see certain people being bullied.]

[According to the internal information I have, this fatty...]

Bang bang bang!

Tian Yongmei slammed the podium several times.

"What are you guys arguing about? Your grades are all so bad, and you're still indulging yourselves like this."

"Instead of gossiping, wouldn't it be better to read a few more pages of books or memorize a few more poems to improve your knowledge reserves?"

"Let's see what kind of results you can produce in this college entrance examination to repay my three years of effort!"

"I, Tian Yongmei, must have had bad luck for eight lifetimes to teach this bunch of unpromising things..."

This woman started a tirade, blasting everyone indiscriminately.

Just then, a tall boy with a slightly obese build appeared at the doorway.

"Reporting!"

Tian Yongmei, who was in the middle of her scolding, was interrupted by this sudden voice and turned her head unhappily to look.

"Who are you? What are you doing in my Class 18?"

Hua Qiang looked at the middle-aged woman with a bewildered expression. Had this person eaten the wrong medicine?