Liu Weiran's Emotions, Great Wind Squad

Just as he reached the entrance of the Martial Arts School, he saw Liu Weiran walking in carrying a large bag of takeout containers.

Seeing this, Lu Lin couldn't help teasing her: "Young Lady, are you moonlighting as a delivery guy now? Carrying that many meal boxes—even a pig couldn't finish them all."

Liu Weiran shot Lu Lin an annoyed glance, greeted Ren Tian first, then said: "A pig couldn't finish them, but you definitely could."

"These are the meals I ordered for you. What, still standing there waiting for a joke? Aren't you going to help carry them? No gentlemanly spirit at all."

"Huh? For me?"

Lu Lin's mouth fell open as he stared at Liu Weiran in disbelief. Was this still the same Young Lady from before? Had some big shot possessed her?

"What are you gaping at? Take them already."

Liu Weiran urged him. Lu Lin awkwardly took the bags. He glanced at Ren Tian, who caught on instantly.

"Alright, Brother Lu Lin, no need to see me off. I'll come find you later. Eat with Liu Weiran first."

With that, Ren Tian walked off coolly and unhurriedly.

Hey, wait a second—I was hoping you'd help me refuse this, but Brother Ren, you just ditched me and ran off. And you called us brothers through life and death just now.

No choice. Lu Lin had to carry the several large bags of takeout containers into the training room himself. He lined them up on the table and only then noticed that Liu Weiran had ordered from Full Moon Tower.

Full Moon Tower was a decent restaurant in Dongshan City, with relatively affordable prices—a meal wouldn't exceed ten thousand yuan, making it a top choice for martial artist group gatherings.

The key point was that Full Moon Tower had a dedicated partnered martial artist team, supplying a large amount of demon beast meat daily. That was one reason for Full Moon Tower's good reputation.

"Young Lady, where did you come into money? Ordering Full Moon Tower for lunch? This many must cost nearly my monthly salary."

"Just eat, why worry about that?"

Liu Weiran helped open the container lids. She didn't wait for Lu Lin, directly picking up whatever looked good and eating, completely ignoring any ladylike image.

Seeing this, Lu Lin stopped being reserved. With one hand holding his rice, the other nearly used the Sky Breaking Thirteen Slashes technique to snatch food.

Liu Weiran was also a martial artist with a big appetite. Besides, they were both children of the martial world—no need for so many formalities.

The meal was devoured cleanly by the two of them in a whirlwind.

After eating, Lu Lin gathered the trash from the containers, and Liu Weiran helped beside him. Suddenly, she asked as if casually: "Lu Lin, what's going on between you and Brother Ren? He's coming to find you this afternoon?"

"Nothing much. Brother Ren invited me to join their martial artist team. I'm heading out of the city for a mission in three days. He's taking me to register my qualifications at the Free Martial Artist Association and sign the contract with the team."

Lu Lin answered nonchalantly. This was something he'd have to tell Hall Master Liu and Qinglong sooner or later anyway. Letting Liu Weiran know early was fine.

Liu Weiran, who was tidying the trash, trembled involuntarily but said nothing.

Only after Lu Lin sat down on the training room sofa did Liu Weiran speak: "Lu Lin, I'll take you to the Free Martial Artist Association later."

"Probably no need. Brother Ren Tian has a car too."

It was only then that Lu Lin sensed something off about Liu Weiran's mood. He smiled and teased: "What's wrong, Young Lady? Don't tell me you can't bear to see me go."

"..."

Liu Weiran said nothing.

For a moment, the two fell silent.

Before long, Ren Tian pushed the door open and walked in. "Lu Lin, let's go."

"Sure, Brother Ren. But can we bring the Young Lady along to see the place? She said she's never been to the Free Martial Artist Association before."

Ren Tian shot a curious glance at Liu Weiran. Liu Qinglong's daughter had never been to the Free Martial Artist Association?

Lu Lin, that joke's a bit too much.

"Fine, let's go together."

"Good thing my car's big enough—a few more people could fit."

The three walked out of the Martial Arts School. It was Lu Lin's first time seeing Ren Tian's ride.

So imposing.

So fierce.

It was a large off-road pickup truck, two meters high, with military green paint and a hard ram bar at the front.

To get in, you had to step on the running board to open the door.

"So cool!"

Little stars appeared in Lu Lin's eyes.

Any man couldn't resist the temptation of such a beast.

The lines, the shape, the aura... it perfectly matched every guy's ultimate dream car.

"Haha, of course! This is your Brother Ren's most beloved 'Tiger' off-road pickup. Cost me twenty million."

Seeing how much Lu Lin liked his car, Ren Tian was overjoyed himself.

If he didn't have things to do later, he'd love to go on and on about the performance.

"Get in already."

Liu Weiran urged. The three finally got in the car and drove straight to the Free Martial Artist Association.

Unlike the Martial Arts Association, which is an official organization, the Free Martial Artist Association is a relatively loose and informal civilian martial artist group. It can be seen as a large service platform where martial artists can take on missions, earn rewards, gather information, and stay informed.

Additionally, when the Free Martial Artist Association distributes missions, it takes a fixed commission as operating expenses, since no one works for free.

Registering as a freelance martial artist only requires presenting a martial artist certificate, and the process is quite simple.

However, when signing with the Dragon Saber Squad, Ren Tian advised Lu Lin to hire a professional lawyer from the association. This was a matter of being responsible for himself and his family.

Although the Dragon Saber Squad wouldn't do anything to betray teammates or trick them in a contract, Lu Lin needed to develop this mindset: always treat others with caution first and trust later. Don't unconditionally trust someone just because you trust them.

Lu Lin acknowledged the lesson. He spent a thousand yuan to hire a licensed lawyer registered with the association, reviewed the contract, and after confirming there were no issues, signed his name.

From today onward, he was a true member of the Dragon Saber Squad. Lu Lin felt like everything was a dream.

A few days ago, he was just a student who had failed the Martial Arts Examination, with a bleak future ahead. Now, in a turn of events, he had become a signed member of the Dragon Saber Squad and a key martial artist being trained at Liu's Martial Arts School.

Indeed, in this world where Spiritual Energy Resurgence made strength paramount, a martial artist's power was the true foundation for survival.

As they walked out of the Free Martial Artist Association, a few fierce-looking martial artists entered through the door.

Ren Tian's expression shifted. He grabbed Lu Lin's arm and whispered, "Wait a moment."

Lu Lin didn't understand why, but after Ren Tian pulled him aside, his body happened to block Ren Tian from view.

"Brother Ren, what's going on?"

"Nothing. Those are from the Great Wind Squad. They have some bad blood with our Dragon Saber Squad. You just joined, so I don't want them to spot you and cause trouble."