Hatred Deepens

�Chapter: Hatred Deepens

The night passed without incident, and the next day arrived in the blink of an eye.

Qiangu Wuji got up early and went to school with Gu Yue.

These days, his life had practically become a routine of traveling between two places.

Qiangu Wuji still found it pretty ridiculous. In his previous life, he'd worked himself to death doing the 996 grind. He never imagined that even after being reborn, he still wouldn't escape that kind of life.

As the saying went, life was unpredictable—who knew where one thing would lead?

Who could have imagined it before experiencing it?

Before long, the two of them arrived at school. It was almost time for class, and nearly all the dozen or so students in the Soul Master Class had arrived.

During this time, the beautiful and powerful Qiangu Wuji had already become popular in class. When they saw him arrive, quite a few people greeted him with a smile.

Qiangu Wuji didn't find it troublesome and responded to each of them in turn.

After finishing his round of greetings, he suddenly noticed someone sitting in the corner.

That person was unlike the others in class, acting exceptionally cold toward him, as if he hadn't even noticed Qiangu Wuji's arrival.

It was none other than Tang Wulin.

After a night, Tang Wulin's injuries had completely healed. There wasn't the slightest sign that he'd been hurt.

Looking at him, Qiangu Wuji could clearly tell that he was in low spirits, and couldn't help feeling surprised.

Had he failed to break through the Golden Dragon King Seal?

At the thought, Qiangu Wuji couldn't help walking over, planning to probe him indirectly. But before he could get there, Gu Yue grabbed him from behind.

"What's wrong?"

Qiangu Wuji asked in confusion.

Gu Yue hesitated, then leaned down and whispered in his ear.

"I beat him up yesterday."

"Huh?"

Qiangu Wuji's mouth fell open, and he stared at her, dumbfounded.

So Gu Yue had disappeared yesterday because she'd gone to beat up Tang Wulin?

Gu Yue's expression turned cold.

"What, do you have a problem with that?"

"No, of course not."

Qiangu Wuji hurriedly shook his head, then shrugged and continued over.

So she'd beaten him up. It wasn't as if Qiangu Wuji had done it himself.

Still, this little lamb of his had just taken a beating, so he was bound to be feeling down. That wouldn't do—if he was discouraged and never bounced back, how was Qiangu Wuji supposed to keep milking him for benefits later?

So this was all the more reason to go comfort him.

"Morning, Wulin. You seem to be in a bad mood today?"

At the sound of his voice, Tang Wulin looked up at him, then at Gu Yue beside him. In the end, he didn't say a word. He simply stood up and left his seat.

He was making it perfectly clear that he didn't want to deal with either of them.

Before Qiangu Wuji could say anything, the students who'd witnessed the scene grew indignant and started cursing.

"Hmph, what's he so proud of? What a rude guy."

It was one of the girls in class who said this. Afterward, she trotted over to Qiangu Wuji and said with a bright smile,

"Qiangu, don't mind him. Do you want to come over to my place after school today? I'll ask my mom to make something delicious."

Qiangu Wuji shook his head and smiled faintly.

"Sorry, I'm busy today. After school, I have to go study something else."

"Huh, Qiangu, you even have extra lessons after school? You work so hard! No wonder you're so amazing."

The day's classes soon came to an end, and before long it was afternoon.

The Junior Soul Master Department was pretty much like this: the lessons focused mainly on theory.

Qiangu Wuji knew even more about this material than Lin Ximeng, so he found the lessons terribly boring.

After finally making it through the school day, he took Gu Yue along, ready to head home together.

The two walked side by side along a city street at sunset.

The street was crowded, and the clamor rose and fell without end.

Qiangu Wuji was thinking about finding the right moment to go see Mu Ye later.

"Wulin, Dad got paid today, so I've decided to treat you and your mom to something nice. Tell me, what would you like to eat?"

As he was thinking, a voice came from up ahead.

Hearing it, Qiangu Wuji looked up and saw Tang Wulin approaching, held by the hands of a young couple.

Were they Tang Ziran and Lang Yue?

One look at them was enough for him to recognize them. He immediately remembered that they'd be leaving in a little while.

Their departure had been the turning point that prompted Tang Wulin's awakening.

He wondered whether they'd still leave in this world, where things had gone off course.

As he thought this, Tang Wulin and his parents soon reached them.

Tang Wulin looked at him in surprise, but said nothing and prepared to walk around them.

Qiangu Wuji watched with interest. The other boy might be rude, but he wasn't going to stoop to the same level.

"Hi, Wulin."

He had to keep up his good-kid image to the very end.

"Wulin, are they your friends?"

Up ahead, Tang Ziran and his wife had been about to leave, but they stopped when they heard Qiangu Wuji greet Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin turned to look at him and Gu Yue, his expression sour. He clenched his teeth and said stiffly,

"They're not my friends. They're just classmates. Dad, let's go."

"Wulin, you shouldn't be like that. If they're your classmates, you should get along with them. He greeted you, so how can you be so rude?"

As he spoke, Tang Ziran gave Qiangu Wuji an apologetic look.

"Miss, don't take it to heart. He's not usually like this."

Qiangu Wuji: "??"

Whatever. He was used to it by now and couldn't be bothered to comment.

He shook his head and said,

"It's okay, Uncle. I know Wulin's in a bad mood today."

Tang Ziran looked moved.

"Look at how sensible this girl is. Sigh! And then look at my own kid."

Qiangu Wuji listened silently. He quite enjoyed being praised, but could they at least change what they called him?

Damn it, "girl"?

"Dad, what do you know? He looks harmless on the outside, but he's a bad person. Don't let his appearance fool you."

Tang Wulin was clearly angry after being scolded. He tried to explain himself in a heated rush, then glared and stormed over to Qiangu Wuji.

"What exactly are you trying to do? I'm warning you, stay away from my family."

"Huh?" Qiangu Wuji blinked innocently. "What could I do to you? I just said hello. Is that not allowed either?"

With his innocent expression and naturally beautiful face, he looked as if he were the one being bullied.

Watching this, Tang Ziran immediately lost his temper. He grabbed Tang Wulin by the back of his collar and lifted him up.

"You little brat! You're bullying a girl right in front of me? Is that how I taught you to behave?"

"Dad!"

"That's enough!" Tang Ziran cut him off roughly, then turned to Qiangu Wuji and apologized. "I'm sorry. I'll make sure to teach this kid a lesson when we get home."

"It's all right, Uncle. Wulin's probably just in a bad mood. I understand."

Qiangu Wuji shook his head as he spoke.

"Look at someone else's kid, then look at mine. Sigh!" Tang Ziran sighed, then glared. "We're going home. Treat you to something nice? In your dreams."