Showdown: I Have Always Been Na'er!

Fang Yang and Tang Wulin arrived at the gates of Red Mountain Academy. He did not leave immediately, but stopped outside the school to wait.

Fang Yang said softly, "Wulin, you head back first. I'm waiting for my sister."

Tang Wulin nodded in understanding, waved goodbye, and left.

Before long, a flash of silver came running out from the direction of the main Teaching Building.

"Na'er, slow down. Don't fall," Fang Yang said fondly.

Na'er still had short silver hair. Three years had passed, yet she had not changed much.

She had only grown a little taller and remained as pretty and adorable as ever. No matter how one looked at it, she and Fang Yang did not seem like siblings only a year apart. She was practically a little loli who never grew up.

Na'er plunged into Fang Yang's arms, and the faint scent of gardenias in her silver hair wafted toward him.

"Brother, I want to eat the noodles you make today," Na'er said with a grin.

"Sure. Na'er, let's go home. Ge will make you noodles right away." Fang Yang rubbed Na'er's head.

Students leaving school passed by them, long accustomed to the closeness between the siblings.

After Na'er was adopted, she created a shocking miracle on the Awakening Day of her second year.

The miracle was not that her Martial Soul was incredibly powerful, but that she had no Martial Soul at all. Even throughout the history of Douluo Continent, this was an exceedingly rare occurrence.

Because she had no Martial Soul, Na'er could only study in an ordinary class at Red Mountain Academy.

Na'er was beautiful, and her outstanding appearance made the girls her age jealous while also drawing excessive attention from the boys.

Because of this, Fang Yang skipped class from the Soul Master division and went to Na'er's ordinary class to give her classmates some special attention.

It could only be described as too horrible to look at. Even a dog passing by the classroom door would have gotten beaten up...

After that battle, Fang Yang became famous in a single fight!

However, he was a student in the Soul Master division, so Red Mountain Academy did not punish him.

Still, no one in all of Red Mountain Academy dared bully Na'er again, whether they were in the ordinary classes or the Soul Master classes.

After Na'er started school, Fang Yang took responsibility for picking her up and dropping her off every day.

And so, Fang Yang held Na'er's little hand as they returned home.

To satisfy Na'er's craving for noodles, he personally went into the kitchen.

Before long, Fang Yang brought out a steaming bowl of noodles and set it in front of Na'er.

"Na'er, eat slowly. Be careful, it's hot."

Na'er picked up her Chopsticks and ate in small bites. Suddenly, a tear fell into the bowl, sending faint ripples across its surface.

"Na'er?"

Fang Yang's heart tightened. He hurriedly pulled out a tissue and gently wiped the tears from Na'er's face. "Is it not good? Brother will make you another bowl."

Na'er shook her head. "No... It's too delicious. These are the best noodles Na'er has ever eaten."

She lowered her head, holding back her tears as she finished the noodles bite by bite. She even drank every last drop of the soup.

As Fang Yang watched Na'er, he understood that this might be the last time he would make noodles for his sister.

"Ge... I want to go to the beach." Na'er set down her bowl and Chopsticks, her voice low.

Fang Yang fell silent, unable to find the words for a while.

"Ge, just come to the beach with me, okay?" Na'er looked at Fang Yang and asked again.

Fang Yang took a deep breath. "Okay."

Aolai City was merely a small coastal town, but the scenery by the sea was quite beautiful.

Waves gently struck the reefs along the shore, making soothing sounds.

This was the second time Fang Yang had accompanied Na'er to the beach.

Na'er suddenly stopped and looked into Fang Yang's eyes. "Brother, tell me... if one day I left and went somewhere very, very far away, would you miss me?"

"Of course I would."

Fang Yang answered without hesitation, smiling.

He reached out and smoothed her wind-tousled hair. "You will always be my sister."

A look of disappointment appeared on Na'er's face as she lowered her head.

"Then what if... you could never see me again?" Holding back her tears, she asked in return.

"No matter where you are, even if you are thousands of miles away, I will cross mountains and seas to find you."

Fang Yang smiled gently as he spoke.

"Mm."

Na'er answered with a smile and threw herself into Fang Yang's arms, the faint scent of gardenias in her hair wafting toward him.

Her voice rang out. "Brother, promise me that if one day I am truly gone... please don't forget me."

Na'er remained nestled against Fang Yang's chest, unwilling to let go.

At that moment, Fang Yang gently held Na'er in his arms and asked softly, "Na'er, when did you recover your memories?"

He felt the body in his arms stiffen instantly.

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Na'er raised her head. A trace of panic flashed through her purple eyes, but it was quickly replaced by an innocent, bewildered expression.

Fang Yang did not answer. He merely gently stroked her silver hair.

After a long silence, Na'er lightly pulled herself free from Fang Yang's embrace. "Brother... how did you know...?"

"You acted very well, but some details still gave you away."

Fang Yang sighed softly.

Before his words had even faded, silver light suddenly spread all over Na'er's body.

Her originally innocent and lively aura vanished in an instant, replaced by an air of nobility.

"Brother, when did you notice?" Her voice was still sweet, but it now carried a hint of coolness.

Fang Yang gave a bitter smile. "That time at the beach, when you asked me about Soul Beasts, and also at the Spirit Pagoda..."

Na'er slightly narrowed her eyes. "Then, Brother, why...?"

"No matter who you are, in my eyes, you will always be the little sister who needs my protection," Fang Yang said slowly.

Na'er looked at Fang Yang for a long time before finally asking softly, "What do you want to know? My identity? My origins? Or..."

Fang Yang turned around, his back facing Na'er. "I have only one question. Are you still my little sister, Na'er?"

"Brother, I have always been your Na'er." Na'er's voice suddenly softened, carrying the familiar dependence he knew so well.

Hearing this, Fang Yang's body trembled slightly. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

He now knew that Na'er was an incarnation of the Silver Dragon King, but at this moment, his heart was content. His little sister Na'er was still here. That was enough.

Na'er sensed something as well...

A moment later, Fang Yang took a deep breath. When he turned around, he had already put on a warm smile. "Na'er, we should go home. Mom will be worried."

Na'er froze for a moment, then broke into a radiant smile. "Mm, Brother, let's go home."

Fang Yang held Na'er's hand as they walked home. Na'er tilted her head and looked at Fang Yang. "Brother, were you crying?"

Her voice was very soft, yet it made Fang Yang stop in his tracks.

"Of course not. The Sea Breeze was too strong just now, and some sand got in my eyes," Fang Yang explained.

Na'er pursed her lips in a smile and did not expose him.

The moment Fang Yang pushed open the front door, warm light spilled out.

Lin Ximeng stood in the entryway with her hands on her hips and her brows tightly furrowed. "Well, Fang Yang! You took your sister out and played until this late! Do you have any idea how worried I was?"

Fang Yang hurriedly lowered his head and admitted his mistake. "Mom, I was wrong. I'll definitely pay attention to the time next time!"

Na'er walked over, hugged her mother Lin Ximeng's arm, and shook it coquettishly. "Mom, I wanted to see the sea, so we came back late. Don't blame Brother, okay~"

Lin Ximeng's expression immediately softened. She helplessly rubbed Na'er's head. "I'll let it go this time for Na'er's sake. If you do this again, just see how I deal with you!"

Fang Yang promised, "Mom, there won't be a next time. This was the last time..."