Su Chen, Want a Holster?

"Two shots? That little guy actually defeated Horizontal Slash, Vertical Chop Zhang Dadao in just two shots?"

"Wasn't Zhang Dadao already level twenty-six in Soul Power? How did he lose so quickly?"

Compared to believing Su Chen was truly that young, most people preferred to believe that he was simply short and had traded height for strength.

Everyone else was astonished, but Dugu Yan was in a foul mood.

"What the heck? He clearly could have ended it with one shot, yet he insisted on using two."

Ye Lingling said, "You only bet on Su Chen winning, didn't you? Don't tell me you even bet on which shot he'd win with?"

"No. What kind of bet would that even be?"

Dugu Yan shook her head unhappily.

"He only used one shot to defeat me, but he used two against this Zhang Dadao. Doesn't that make me seem worse than him?"

Well, Ye Lingling realized she still did not understand Dugu Yan's way of thinking well enough.

They had both lost. Why was she hung up on something like that?

"Let's go. We still have to serve this lord and arrange his next match."

Su Chen went on to fight five more matches in a row, and not one of them ended with a single shot.

He basically used two shots every time.

At the very least, he had to see all of his opponent's strength and Soul Skills.

The audience gasped again and again, while Dugu Yan grew more and more depressed.

Why did he need two shots against everyone else, yet only one against her? Was she not even worthy of seeing Su Chen's second shot?

After those few matches, someone had actually given Su Chen a nickname.

Unlike Zhang Dadao's "Horizontal Slash, Vertical Chop," a nickname that directly exposed his tactics, Su Chen's was somewhat more pleasant: Two-Shot Master.

It was a very straightforward nickname.

But if Su Chen ever needed more shots in a fight, that nickname might have to change.

Dugu Yan had plenty of complaints about it, though.

She thought he should not be called "Two-Shot Master." He should be called "Could Have Used One Shot but Insisted on Using Two."

"Su Chen, do you need me to arrange another Soul Battle for you?"

"Not for now."

Dugu Yan, who had been running around for half the day, breathed a sigh of relief. She could finally take a break.

Her wallet was getting fatter, but her legs were getting thinner.

"Ye Lingling, how about you join me in a two-on-two Soul Battle?"

Just as Dugu Yan was about to rest, she heard Su Chen speak to Ye Lingling.

"Huh? Why are you asking me to team up with you? My Martial Soul is rather special. I only have healing abilities, so I can do very little in a two-on-two fight. You should find Yan Yan instead."

Ye Lingling instinctively refused.

It was not that she was making excuses. She simply felt that she truly was not suited for two-on-two Soul Battles.

Dugu Yan also pricked up her ears.

He was looking for someone to team up with and did not even ask her? How little did he think of her strength?

Hmph. Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Never look down on a poor young girl.

Then she heard Su Chen say:

"What I need is someone who cannot be much help."

"Huh?"

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling both stared at him in confusion.

"Those opponents are too weak. The fights do not even last as long as registration takes. I do not need you to help with anything. I just need someone to make up the numbers."

Ye Lingling's lips moved, but for a moment, she could not say anything.

Her fists clenched.

She had never heard anything more insulting than being told she was only there to make up the numbers.

She was the heir to the Nine-Heart Begonia, and he was treating her like some useless filler?

"Hahaha."

This time, it was Dugu Yan's turn to laugh.

"Fine, fine, I think it's a great idea. Lingling, you can even heal the other side and let Su Chen fight one against three."

"I'm not going."

Ye Lingling turned her head away.

He offended her one moment, then wanted to team up with her the next?

She might be a healer, but she had a temper too. No matter how close and comfortable he made her feel, she would not agree.

"Lingling."

Dugu Yan tugged at Ye Lingling's sleeve. When Ye Lingling looked over, Dugu Yan hurriedly put on a pleading expression.

Ye Lingling gritted her teeth and told herself inwardly:

Ye Lingling, Ye Lingling, do not let this woman fool you again. That pitiful look is all an act, just so she can win your sympathy.

"Are you really not going?"

This time, Su Chen was the one asking.

"I..."

Su Chen did not put on a pleading expression, but Ye Lingling still softened a little.

With such a pure, kind, obedient, adorable, and handsome younger boy looking at her, it was hard for her heart not to soften.

Just as she began to waver, Su Chen added:

"If you refuse, I'll tell Dugu Yan all about the embarrassing things you did earlier. Oh, right, you haven't told her yet, have you?"

"What embarrassing—"

Ye Lingling was about to ask when she suddenly remembered something.

Could he mean that awkward same-arm-same-leg walking incident?

At that moment, all that pure and kind, obedient and adorable nonsense could go straight to hell.

In Ye Lingling's eyes, Su Chen was clearly a little devil with an angelic appearance and a wicked heart.

Perhaps that sense of closeness was the devil's temptation.

It made people approach him instinctively, only to fall into his trap.

The matter itself was not serious, but a black mark on one's history did not depend on how serious it was. What mattered was how many people knew about it.

If Dugu Yan found out, it would basically mean the whole world knew.

"Ha! I knew something was off about you earlier."

Dugu Yan leaped to her feet and looked Ye Lingling over with unconcealed curiosity.

"Quick, tell me! What happened between you two just now?"

When she could not get anything out of Ye Lingling, she turned to Su Chen instead.

"Su Chen, hurry and tell me. At worst, I'll team up with you."

Su Chen nodded thoughtfully.

"That could work. Actually, just now—"

Before he could finish, Ye Lingling covered his mouth.

"Don't say it. I'll agree, all right? We'll form a team right now. But you have to promise me that you'll keep that matter buried in your stomach."

In her panic, Ye Lingling completely forgot about maintaining a ladylike image.

"Mmph."

With his mouth covered, Su Chen let out a muffled, speechless sound.

Ye Lingling hurriedly let go and took a small step back, her movements light and smooth.

Though she had stepped back, a faint, gentle fragrance lingered behind, perhaps the scent of begonia flowers.

"You agree?" Ye Lingling asked softly.

"Deal."

"No!"

Dugu Yan wailed after waiting expectantly for so long.

Knowing there was a secret but being unable to uncover it made Dugu Yan feel as though countless claws were scratching at her heart. She was especially anxious.

"Good Lingling, just tell me."

"No way."

Dugu Yan turned to Su Chen instead.

"Good Su Su... uh... Chen Chen... uh, Su Chen, just tell me."

In her urgency, Dugu Yan used reduplicated pet names, but quickly realized that this did not sound like the respectful way one would treat a grandfather, so she hastily stopped.

"Hmph, forget it. Lead the way and take Ye Lingling and me to register our two-person team name."

Dugu Yan's two pet names gave Su Chen goosebumps.

"How heartless. I've been running around for you all, and you won't even tell me such a tiny secret. I was clearly here first."

Though Dugu Yan was indignant, she still went to do what needed to be done.

At that moment, the God of Destruction's voice suddenly sounded beside Su Chen's ear.

"Su Chen, want a holster?"

"What?"

Su Chen suspected he had misheard. Why had the God of Destruction suddenly said something like that?