Son-in-Law Battles His Father-in-Law!

"My name is Tang San, and my Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass."

"Blue Silver Grass? Since when could anyone cultivate with a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul?"

Wang Sheng put on an utterly astonished expression, and most of the children in the dorm burst out laughing along with him. They looked at Tang San as if he were an idiot.

Tang San kept smiling. "Could you move aside, please?"

Before meeting Qin Yun and learning about his own Martial Soul, he might have felt angry when faced with such undisguised mockery.

He might even have come up with a reason to kill them.

But now...

They were just a bunch of ignorant children. What could they possibly know?

How could an adult get serious with children? They were nothing more than passing figures in my life!

What mattered most now was cultivating under the sect master!

Ignoring Wang Sheng, Tang San prepared to walk around him and make his bed.

Tang San genuinely wanted to avoid trouble, but some people had other ideas.

Wang Sheng ignored him.

"Little Sanzi, I'm the boss here. From now on, you do what I say. Got it?"

The smile gradually faded from Tang San's face.

"My name is Tang San, not Little Sanzi!"

He didn't mind when Qin Yun or his elders affectionately called him Little San, and he had no problem with other people using it kindly, either.

But this so-called boss in front of him was clearly trying to put him in his place.

Having grown up in the Tang Sect in his previous life, Tang San was certainly no goody-goody.

He didn't want to get serious with them, but after hearing those words, he decided to teach Wang Sheng a lesson all the same.

That way, these insignificant ants wouldn't bother him for no reason in the future.

Wang Sheng raised a hand and shoved Tang San's shoulder, forcing him back a few steps.

"I'll call you Little Sanzi if I want. What are you going to do about it? Got a problem?"

Tang San laughed and gently shook his head. He set the school uniform in his hand on a nearby bed. Wang Sheng was wondering what he was doing when—

Suddenly, Tang San vanished from right in front of him.

The other students clearly saw Tang San dart forward at incredible speed and appear behind Wang Sheng. Without even turning around, he bent his right arm and drove an elbow into Wang Sheng's waist.

At the same time, his right foot slid neatly in front of Wang Sheng's right foot.

Before Wang Sheng could react, he had already stumbled out the dormitory door.

Luckily, his lower body was strong enough to keep him from pitching forward. Otherwise, he would have landed flat on his face.

"You little brat! You hit me?"

Wang Sheng was furious. He spun around and charged at Tang San like a猛 tiger descending the mountain.

Tang San only wanted to avoid too much trouble in his future academy life—at the very least, he didn't want anyone disturbing his normal routine.

So he was certain he should teach this so-called "boss" a lesson.

It was the classic trick of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys!

As Wang Sheng charged at him, punching toward his chest, Tang San didn't retreat. Instead, he stepped forward to meet him.

His step brought him right in front of Wang Sheng. His left hand guided Wang Sheng's arm while his right hand pulled it along.

It was a simple, effective movement.

Wang Sheng felt as if some strange force had seized his right fist and redirected it. At the same time, tremendous force surged from Tang San's right hand, and his foot caught Wang Sheng's. His body went flying once again.

This time, it was much harder to keep his balance.

Because of muscle memory, Tang San had instinctively used the Tang Sect's Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon technique when facing his opponent.

There was nothing wrong with that—until Tang San turned around and saw Qin Yun standing in the dorm doorway, catching Wang Sheng with one hand. Tang San's heart immediately skipped a beat.

Why was the sect master here?!

Tang San was supposed to be playing the part of an ordinary person with no master or teacher.

It was fine if he had some fighting skills; Qin Yun wouldn't be suspicious. But what would Qin Yun think if he suddenly displayed the Tang Sect Secret Arts?

Did I secretly learn Tang Sect techniques?

No, I didn't steal them. That all happened in my previous life. In this life, I'll join the Tang Sect openly and honorably.

I'll become an elder, or even the Tang Sect's deputy sect master!

As for why Qin Yun had suddenly appeared in Dorm Seven, Tang San didn't blame him at all. On the contrary, he was filled with gratitude.

Why would the sect master come all the way from Dorm One?

It could only be because he cared about Tang San and was worried that, on his first day in Dorm Seven, he might not find a place to sleep or might have no luggage.

He must have come to check on him because he couldn't rest easy.

Perhaps because he had never known a father's love, Tang San was deeply moved by Qin Yun's kindness.

Still, he'd have to put on a bit of an act.

After sending Wang Sheng flying with one move, Tang San immediately pretended he'd misjudged his strength. He held a hand to his lower back and muttered to himself.

"That's strange. Brother Yun didn't do it like this before. What exactly am I doing wrong?"

Only after saying that did Tang San happen to look up and notice Qin Yun in the doorway.

His eyes lit up.

"Brother Yun, what are you doing here?"

Supporting Wang Sheng, Qin Yun patted him on the shoulder.

There was no helping it. In the original story, Wang Sheng might have been little more than an NPC. He had a few scenes early on, but by the middle of the story, he was gone.

But things were different now. Since the system had intervened and Wang Sheng had become Huo Yuhao, Qin Yun naturally had to pay him more attention.

It was just that mission...

Helping the son of fortune, Huo Yuhao, become a god wasn't difficult.

After all, apart from his low Innate Soul Power, both his opportunities and the Body Sect's secret arts could turn Huo Yuhao into a cheat-level powerhouse.

But Wang Sheng...

Unlike Huo Yuhao, he really did seem like an ordinary person.

Look at him: he was nearly eleven and about to graduate from the junior Soul Master Academy, yet his Soul Power Level had only reached level ten. He hadn't even obtained his First Soul Ring.

With talent like that, unless Qin Yun brought in some modern technology and questionable supplements, becoming the God of Emotions was out of the question. It was anyone's guess whether he could even keep up with the main cast.

"Are you all right?"

"I-I'm fine. I just didn't expect him to be so strong. And, thanks."

Wang Sheng was a bit reckless, but he wasn't stupid.

If Qin Yun hadn't caught him at the last moment, he would have been badly hurt.

And judging by Tang San's attitude, the man in front of him was clearly even stronger than Tang San.

It was a little embarrassing for him, sure.

But for the Work-Study Students, it was a good thing.

Wang Sheng had long been struggling to stand alone against Xiao Chenyu's gang.

But with Qin Yun and Tang San joining them, the Work-Study Students would no longer be bullied.

With that thought, Wang Sheng didn't even wait for Qin Yun and Tang San to say anything. He turned to the others and called out,

"What are you standing around for? Call him boss!"

Then Wang Sheng took the lead, bowing to Qin Yun.

Once their boss had started, every student in Dorm Seven followed suit.

"Boss!!!"

Qin Yun: "..."

Uh...

I'm no City Lord Luo. I really don't want to become the boss of a gang!

Still, for Huo Yuhao's (Wang Sheng's) sake, looking after them might not be such a bad idea.