The Barbecue Stall Was Bound to Cause Trouble
After hearing Uncle Wang say that, Wang Yue was even more confused. What kind of energy did the mysterious person who might have possessed the girl named Xuan Mo use?
Soul Power?
For a moment, Wang Yue thought of Yao Chen from Battle Through the Heavens, who seemed to be able to use soul power too. His heart began pounding wildly. Could this seemingly ordinary world actually be a fantasy world?
The more Wang Yue thought about it, the more he felt that this mysterious power was something he needed to learn. He couldn't hold back any longer, so he forced down his excitement and asked, "Uncle, which room is that girl named Xuan Mo in?"
Uncle Wang looked at Wang Yue suspiciously. He hadn't expected his nephew to be so impatient, so he asked outright, "There's no need to be in such a hurry, is there? Still, you're about the same age. If she were three to five years older, that'd be just right. But you're only in your first year of high school. Be careful your dad doesn't find out and break your legs. Besides, she's in a private room, and outsiders can't go in. Don't even think about it."
Wang Yue was thoroughly embarrassed. He hadn't expected his uncle to be so blunt, calling him out just like that. His uncle had guessed the wrong reason, but Wang Yue really did want to go see her.
But Wang Yue had pretty thick skin. Any trace of embarrassment vanished in an instant, and he quickly gathered his thoughts. With studied nonchalance, he said, "What are you thinking? I just thought we might be classmates, so I figured I could get to know her."
Uncle Wang had been that age himself.